I'm supposed to be running a marathon in two months. I type that sentence while sitting on my growing behind as I savor a piece of chocolate. Hmm. I've been out running a couple of times, and I've been feeling pretty good, though it's been tough to get motivated, with the weather being on the bone-chilling side for my fragile California-bred body. I suppose if I can manage to complete a 10 mile run this weekend, I'll feel confident that I can work hard enough over the next two months to turn in a decent time by the first week of March. Though really, all I seem motivated to do these days is sleep. I haven't even gotten around to writing more details of our big trip... I promise, commentary and photos are coming.