I admit defeat. I probably didn't have a chance. It was a stupid idea... I'm a workaholic with three jobs... sure I got time for something else to fit in my busy schedule..."
I could make excuses. I could lie about the situation. I could hack the Nike+ system and fabricate that I ran 76 miles in the next 24 hours. (Really, I could...)
But I'm not going to. Instead, I'm admitting that I am a loser. At the end of the day, I just couldn't motivate myself to do it. The downtime I had, I wanted it to be downtime.
I've lost weight this summer, not as much as last year, but still good.
Thanks to Amy, JR, AJ, my mom and everybody else who pestered me to run. 24 miles for a guy who doesn't regularly run isn't that bad. Ultimately, it's good to know what your strengths are.
Hey, I'll do 100 miles before I turn 40. Think I got a chance for that?