Someone Slap Me...

For even entertaining the thought.  For entertaining it for even a second.  Just slap me.

I've been working on flights, hotels and a car for our trip to run Donna in February.  I started thinking about how much I enjoyed last year.  I was talking to Mark about it and was asking him if he plans to run the half or the full.  He said the full and for a split second, I considered it.

What is wrong with me?  I don't have the time to train for it.  I don't have the desire to train for it either.  Why then does it bug me so much to think of training for "only" the half.  Good grief.  Someone slap me.

Apparently, this year off of running distance is messing with my head.