running down a dream

i dislike not having goals.  ever since my tennis career was ousted, i haven't had any goals when it comes to my physical activity.  i have had nothing to work for, nothing to get excited about.  the other day i overheard my cousin adam and my uncle layne talking about how many marathons they had run and what their future running plans consisted of.  i chimed in with how running a marathon had always been something i wanted to do and how it still needed to be crossed of my bucket list.  needless to say, i left the conversation with a promise to run the ogden marathon next may and to join in next year's ragnar.  but before i do either of these things, i need to whip my keester into bloody shape. so, on that note, i am off to the gym.