I can't tell you exactly what made my wife go crazy. But for some reason all common sense went out the window.
There was a precise moment when I realized that she had lost her marbles. It was when she said to me "I think maybe I'd like to do a marathon."
You see, a few years ago I started running with a goal to complete a marathon. She thought I was positively crazy. She was very clear about the fact that she had absolutely no interest in that insanity. But then one night I walked in the bedroom and she was reading one of my Runner's World magazines. Hmmm. Peculiar.
Then, without an ounce of peer pressure, she said "Maybe I'll start running a little. But I will NEVER run a marathon. Never. I have absolutely no desire."
Somewhere along the line, her brain cells stopped functioning because she abandoned her strict anti-marathon point of view. I told her that if she really wanted to do one, I would run the whole thing with her and we could help each other make it through.
So after many miles and many months of preparation, Mel's first marathon is almost upon us. In 4 days we will be running the Park City Marathon, rumored to be the hardest marathon in Utah. To follow our journey with all the guts and glory, CLICK HERE.