The idea was cultivating well over a month ago.
I had a vague leaning towards a decision.
I coughed up the $93 to commit.
I will be running a half marathon in 9 days. In fact, in exactly 9 days, I will still probably have about an hour to go before it will be over.
I fear saying much about it because I still can’t believe this is happening.
Who the heck am I? And why did I ever think this was a good idea? Even an idea worth considering?
Boys and girls, I do not like running. I did not pick up my pace and find a true love of exercise. I’m pretty sure that I still hate running. I may feel glad to have completed the task at hand, but I also feel a little glum that it wasn’t as good or as fast as it could have been. I don’t get that runner’s high thing that people talk about. So there’s that question again? Why am I running this half marathon?
I seriously don’t know.
But I am a stubborn crotchety biznatch if nothing else, so I know that I will do it, most likely “bah humbugging” to myself the entire time.
margaret edith 
You are having the same thoughts I’m having right now “who the hell am I to do this?” but we’ll both do it, grumble, kick ass, and then smile about it when it’s over.
Emmie! You have some role in my undertaking, I’ll have you know!
I think it’s great! I still really have an itch to do a half marathon some time. If I hadn’t gotten so sick for two weeks I’d be doing one on April 10th, but instead I’m going to do the 5K. I’m a wus. But one day! I’ll just live vicariously through yours.
You could totally do it. Seriously.
Previous to 4 *maybe* 5 mile jogs every now and again, I have done one 6, one 7, then a 10, and finally a 9 mile run in the past month and a half. You have been running so much! Just sign up for one!