Several years ago, I had the bright/crazy idea of running 50 marathons in all 50 states. I came up with this little gem of a life goal after I had already started doing marathons and had accidentally doubled up on a few states, but no matter: I was determined.
I scoured the race calendars. I bought a wall map of the U.S. of A. I started using those little round stickers that I usually reserve for mismatched tea sets and small appliances at garage sales.
But then, things like having a baby, breast pumps, a busy job, relocating to a new area, and – well – a few naps, got in the way.
Fast-forward to today in real time. My New Goal = 50 marathons by age 50.
Now, I was no math major in college. Math problems usually look something like this to my artsy fartsy brain:
So it took me the better part of my lunch break to do some crude calculations.
Here, you can join in on the fun:
Problem: if Melisa is currently (ahem) 40.75 years old, and has run 10 marathons in 4 different states*, how many marathons will she have to run per year to reach 50 by age 50?
*The part about the states is irrelevant. Just checking to see if you’re paying attention.
Solution: to meet my goal, I will need to complete approximately 4 marathons per year for the next 10 years (can someone check my math, please?).
Since I’ve changed my motto from “there’s no time like tomorrow” to the old favorite “there’s no time like the present” I’ve gone ahead and signed up for races through December 2015.
The great thing about marathons besides the blisters and chaffing is that they are PERFECT for procrastinators. Especially cheap ones. Who wants to drop a hundred-plus bucks a pop and then not get the
agony joy of experiencing money well spent? Not me, thank you very much.
This is my carrot, people. Well, that and the finish line selfie. You know what I’m talking about.
So anyway, let’s do this thing. Who’s with me?