I’m claiming 2013. It’s mine. I own it. Or pwn it. Or both. Remember when the Irishman joins the group in Braveheart and he says that he owns Ireland? “Yeah. It’s mine.” That’s me with 2013.
Let’s talk about running. I’m running a half marathon at the Frederick Running Festival in May. This will be my third half and the second that I complete in under 2 hours. Last time I made that goal by 2 seconds. Literally. In May the gap will increase. I’m training for speed through the winter and early spring. #NameItAndClaimItBaby
But wait, there’s more.
In October I will run my first ever full marathon at the Baltimore Running Festival. I’ll complete that in under 4 hours. Arrogant? No. #NameItAndClaimItBaby
There is work to be done. There is training to be worked through. There is suffering to endure. There is pain to gain and miles to go before I sleep.
There will be failures and missed targets and frustrations galore. Because this is life. I don’t care. It’s mine. #NameItAndClaimItBaby
2013 is mine. In addition to running I’m staring down things in my personal relationships and my professional life. My marriage, TheBoys, friendships, a new professional team and organization…It. Is. Mine. #NameItAndClaimItBaby
There’s one more thing. Remember Frank Costanza? You know, Jerry Stiller? You gotta say “Baby” the way he does. This is not a Patrick Swayze “nobody puts Baby in a corner” kind of “Baby”. This is a “Pulp can fly, BABY!” Kind of “Baby”.