Literally sheer dumb luck. I had always wanted to run a marathon, and thought I needed to have the spectre of one over my head to keep me training. The Marine Corps marathon isn't a problem to get into, so I signed up for NYC thinking I'd never get picked in the lottery.
The threat worked and I started off the year running pretty solidly, slowly building up to 5 miles a day 5 times a week. That's when I got my notice that I was picked. Pretty insane, but I'm psyched about the chance.
And thanks for the advice, even if it was a little old. I'm not shooting for any time particularly; I'll be happy to just finish. I am surprised how much I'm enjoying it though. I think GGW (maybe not) mentioned how the regiment and willpower is as much a benefit as the accomplishment, and I'd have to agree. It's been a blast so far.
Funny story; before this training, I had never run longer than 5 or 6 miles, and not that frequently. A few weeks back, I had a 10 mile run (a drop-back week) that I had to do on a Sunday. When my wife asked when I would do it, I told her that anytime was fine, because it "was only a short 10-miler." After saying it, it struck me strange it was for me, a guy that's not that into exercise, to saying 10 miles was short. But it's gotten that way for me, which is an awesome feeling.
Originally posted by reggie:
also how the hell did you guys get entry into the nyc marathon? every time I try to register I never get in. :mad: