This morning I received my 東京マラソン当選通知メール. That is my Tokyo Marathon election notice email…roughly…I think. No, I am not running a marathon, just a 10k race but I am still scared as all hell about it. The spooky thing is that I received the email on Friday the 13th and my registration number was 1313…a little freaky ain’t it?
But I paid and I can’t back out now (unless I want to waste 60$). I was apprehensive because this morning’s jog was a little sluggish. Then I was on the bus on the way to work and I saw a number of runners. They were the insanely fit old men-type who wear those wee bum cheek revealing shorts and angular-shaped sunglasses so part of me thought “oh god I will be left choking on their dust!” That’s me sans-confidence thinking and will I ever get into a pair of sweet hot pants thinking like that? No. So, I need to do the race. Even if it means finishing last.
If anyone has tips - please let me know. I kinda wish I had a coach…maybe (s)he would tell me that I shouldn’t have tried those pigs intestines last night which is another story that I will get into if time allows today.









