Marathon de Paris.. Christmas Wishes!

All the Christmas lights are up in the city. All the stores are screaming "Buy Shit!" Black Friday and Cyber Monday have come and gone. So it's December (when did that happen?), and it's time we all think about what we want for Christmas. The usual is always on the list; world peace, end to hunger, cures for cancer and aids, homes for the homeless and beers for the beer less. Plus a cute handbag! Then I started to think about what I really wanted for Christmas and of course, it all had to do with running my next marathon. So here it is; what I hope for Christmas this year.
First I want want every runner wants, a personal best. That's kind of obvious! Not every marathon you run will be a personal best. A lot can happen in 26.2 miles, but that's what you train months for, so here's hoping! I did extremely well in NYC and that might be my one shining moment. If it is, that's okay. If I'm close to that in Paris, it means I'm on the right track. Which leads into what I want next.
Second, I want to qualify for Boston. Even if I never go back, it would be cool just to know. To be able to qualify in less than a year... Epic! I would need to shave off 12 minutes to do so which is really not a long shot. As long as I take care of myself and keep up the training, it's definitely possible. The other good/bad news is I'm getting older and qualifying times last two years. Really I only need to shave off about 3 minutes and I will qualify for 2017. Here's the thing, why wait! It may be years before I get back to Boston but to know I'm a beast would be awesome.
Third, Better race photos. My Boston ones I looked happy up until I hit the wall. I was also going a lot slower. NYC and my halfs, I looked like crap. I would love that picture where I'm rounding the Eiffel Tower to look amazing. It should be a picture I cherish forever. Unfortunately it's at about mile 20! That usually means your going to look like crap. So hopefully my hair will still look okay and I will remember to smile. Let's be honest, I will be pushing it and I will probably look like I'm constipated, just like NYC:(.
Fourth, perfect outfit and actually a good hairstyle. Boston I had no choice, my halfs I cared less and NYC my shorts turned into panties about mile 6. My hair always looks like a mess at the end. I know, I just ran a marathon but still.. I want to look decent. I want the perfect Parisian outfit and a hairstyle that holds up. Maybe a running Bikini... yeah umm no! Not too much to ask. Maybe even a hair bow. I'm actually way to old for that mess. I want something that says I'm a bad ass runner but I can be cute at the same time. Girly yet don't mess with me.
Fifth is the usual, No injuries, illness or crapping my pants! No bathroom breaks and to feel good at the end. That really is the goal. A successful marathon is one you finish comfortably. To enjoy every minute of it and end thinking "Holy shit! I just ran Paris!" Well, hopefully Santa will bring me these wishes and bring beer to the beer less. 133 days from now it will be on and cracking! Au revoir!