To not run the marathon...

I've decided after much deliberation that I'm not going to run the marathon. I never even bothered to call my doctor like I said I would. After this past week of morning sickness there is no way I can try and run 26.2 miles. Hell, I can barely walk to the kitchen without feeling like I want to lay down. It's all good though, because two of my oldest friends (and possibly my sister, RIGHT JESSICA???) are going to run their first marathon in 2010. This makes me feel all warm in fuzzy inside. :)

Here we are at the Reindeer Run...



I feel ok about my decision because I'd rather run my first marathon and really see what I can do rather than do a "glorified walking" version of it. You only lose your marathon virginity once and I want it to be an awesome experience.

So now Chip and I will enjoy a nice dinner and a night at the cirque du Soleiel which I've been dying to go to now for years, followed by a stay at our $300 dollar a night fancy hotel (I needed ideal pre-race sleep, ya know?). Now *that* gets a pregnant girl excited!