How We Got Here (Also, what I think about when I can't get any wetter)

I talk to myself when  run. I feel like I should get that out of the way just so you know what you're dealing with before you decide to read or not. Because insanity may show up fairly often in this space. It's just part of who I am.

This blog will contain my thoughts about running, training and preparing for the marathon. Sometimes that'll intersect with real life and you'll get to know me a little that way. I will try to be funny so that you don't get bored. I will fail probably just as often as I succeed. Some of you may know me, while others may just be passing through, but I appreciate you all reading nonetheless. I'm Joey and I'm not a runner. But I did run nine miles in the driving rain this morning. I'm training. I'll be running in the NYC Marathon on November 6th. My goal: To finish.

I always like setting challenges for myself. I do like to compete, and running is a really tough kind of competition because you are fighting against yourself. And when I fight, I tell myself exactly how I plan to beat me. Which brings us back to the talking to myself. But I'm not just doing this for me anymore. It's for the charity I'm running for as well. The Blue Card provides stipends and other services to Holocaust Survivors in need. (If you feel like helping the cause and supporting my quest the link is on the left of the page.) It's this worthy cause that I'm running for, and it's this encouragement that forces me to essentially swim 9 miles through Central Park on a miserable Sunday morning.

And when I couldn't get any wetter, I couldn't help but realize that these next few months are going to be a very unique, tough, and ultimately exciting experience. So join me for the ride. Just hope that the insanity isn't infectious...