Alcohol Induced Decision Making

It was a gorgeous day here today!  Went for a brisk walk around Newbridge House this morning (loads of cute birds out searching for nest building materials), then came home and hung out a wash.  Is it just me, or does the sight of sheets flapping on the washing line give you a good, happy feeling inside?  Just me? Oh-kay.  I think it's the defiant act of hanging out a wash in this contrary Irish weather and thinking, optimistically, that today maybe, just maybe, the wash will DRY out there. I dunno, but it makes me feel happy...  (by the way, the sheets did not dry (surprise, surprise) and are now draped all over my radiators and will have to be ironed...)

So, I'm in the kitchen in great form, feeling the joys of Spring, when it happened.  I got notification that the course for the Rock and Roll Dublin Half Marathon has been announced.  I know the race is 13.1 miles. I know it's going to be hard.  But when I signed up for it I thought (obviously my brain was somewhat fuzzy by wine) that it was at least do-able.  That I had time to train and would be able to undertake the challenge.  (I think the image in my head involved a slight jog around Temple Bar and a Chariots of Fire type crossing of the finish line).  Honestly, I thought my days of bad-decision-making-based-on-the-consumption-of-alcohol were long behind me.  Apparently not. Maybe I should give up wine? (Although just getting Bernard to hide the credit card at the weekend is probably a more realistic option).

13.1 miles looks really, really long.  Showed Bernard, previously known as my number one supporter, the course and his first reaction was 'Phoenix Park?!  Remember that 5 mile race you did there and the hills nearly killed you?'...  No, I had actually forgotten about (purposely blocked from memory) Phoenix Park and the stupid hills (MOUNTAINS) but I am so glad you reminded me and made my blissfully ignorant, still think I can do this, mentality only temporary ...  Jack, previously known as my number two supporter, just said 'Yep, no way you're running that'....  

Yes, I know it's stupid.  Yes, I know me doing such a thing is completely far fetched, ludicrous even.  But you know what?  I really want to do it....   God help me, that better be enough..