Running Paris... It kinda just hit me!

You go out everyday and hit the pavement. On your run you think about what happened during the day, what you have to do in the evening and what your going to wear tomorrow. You eat your training diet, go to work and focus on the mini dramas also known as life. When people ask about your next race you answer "I'm running Paris." Everyone looks a surprised and then the conversation launches into how cool it is. It's in about 4 months and feels far away, but today while looking at new luggage it finally hit. I'm running Paris.
Maybe because NYC now feels like a distant memory. A goal that's already been achieved. It's an amazing feeling to realize "This is really happening!" I have a number and receive the emails in both French and English. I was even sent an email today to remind me to buy my "I'm training for Marathon de Paris" t-shirt. It's 40$ and by the time it gets to me I will have probably done my 20 miler. The weight of this next race doesn't feel like weight at all. Today I felt butterflies just thinking about the race. To see the sights and to be part of something I never dreamed of is blowing my mind. I even saw the teaser video and started to cry. This girl who used to be an overweight slug is 4 months away from running the Paris marathon. I'm going to run under the Effiel Tower, past Notre Dame and Finish at the Arc de Triumph. Experience all these amazing landmarks for the first time. Plus crazy bragging rights forever doesn't hurt!
So much to focus on; what to pack, what to wear, pace times and passport photos. Hopefully the next 4 months will be injury free. I know that if I feel down I can always remember "Your running Paris". It's officially time to get pumped. It's time to make packing lists. It's time to take every precaution and focus on the big race. I will probably cry a lot more and watch a lot of French films. Time to learn French and find that damn outfit. One gripe, red running shorts and a black and white stripped tank top should not be this hard to find! 121 days and It's coming quick! Paris ready or not here I come!