You guys have given me some great advice and even better encouragement to get here, to the official start of the “$hit just got real” phase of marathon training. We are now all about the double-digits.

Training week 10. Double-digit distances every other weekend from here out, including an 11-miler on Saturday. Max high of only 99 today. And at this rate, I’ll be running outside again in October. The 10th month. It’s all one big party of happy-ish coincidences.

And then there are the triple digits: 100 miles in 2 months. Also, I did an activity for 140 minutes that didn’t involve beer, a couch, a TV, and me yelling at a referee like he can hear my colorful commentary on his performance.

And quadruple digits: check out the calories you burn when jogging for 2+ hours!

In addition to my #1 goal – to cross the finish line of the Disney World marathon in January at least 67% conscious – I’m currently working on figuring out the ins & outs of running nutrition and diet. Because after burning 15,000+ calories in 2 months, I shouldn’t be 6lbs heavier than when I started. womp womp wommmmmp

After running anything more than 3 miles, I just really want a big, greasy bacon cheeseburger – hold the fries (who needs ’em, anyway). IT IS ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT. I just burned 1500 calories, why shouldn’t I get one?

And that leads me to my newest project: I’m reading a couple of books right now (New Rules now, Racing Weight next) and logging my daily calorie intake into SparkPeople.

And if you’re looking for a totally rude awakening, log your calorie intake from a weekend that included a birthday party and a fantasy draft pool party… then convert that into the number of miles you’d need to run to offset all of it.

And then refill your Rx for anti-anxiety meds. Because you’ll need them.

Oy.