Dare I say... Finally?

OK, I KNOW everyone is tired of hearing about the marathon, my running, etc. After years of babies, bakeries and all sorts of obstacles that have kept me away from the infamous NYC Marathon.... Sunday, I will run, jog and crawl to the finish line. 

A HUGE thank you to everyone who donated to MS last year, the money went to an amazing cause and in honor of one of my best friends w/ MS who is now.... expecting!

Training at Fort Drum for this marathon has been nothing short of a mind**** considering there is absolutely nothing to look at in the physical sense. As far as I am concerned there is a lack of paper somewhere, because we kept all the trees to ourselves.  My motivation to run always comes from the struggles we as a military community face, watching friends with multiple children endure seasons passing without their husbands and the joy that is a soldier returning home from war. My husband is home, but since May I have barely seen him.  If he sleeps- it's in a truck sitting up, he eats freeze dried food and works around the clock training to leave us again. When that quit voice kicks in, I remind myself that THIS is nothing compared to what he does, and sacrifices for us.

Sunday as always my race will be to honor all of the lives lost to these wars of my generation. One of which I am praying not to send my husband back to next year.  I hope to never have to watch my daughter say goodbye to him.  This is a very different life we live in now, and for our community lonely holidays and very sad news are usually only a few friends away. It is our choice to serve, so I guess we just cope....but I hope the average citizen doesn't forget the sacrifice.

In my little world, I run to honor them all... on my 26.2 miles I will sing, cry, reflect and thank all of them in my own little way. I love NYC, it is my home and I wouldn't want to attack this challenge anywhere else in the world.  Good Luck! to everyone running... and Natalie, the 2012 lottery opens the next day? ;)

Anyone who wants to follow the events which are pretty awesome here are the details:

TV:
Television
In New York: The race will be broadcast live exclusively on NBC4 New York beginning at 9:00 a.m. A two-hour highlight show will follow on NBC Sports from 2:00 to 4:00 p.m. In the New York metro area, NBC Sports is on NBC4 New York.
In the United States:
NBC Sports will broadcast a two-hour highlight show nationwide, from 2:00 to 4:00 p.m.; check local listings for details. The broadcast will also be shown on Universal Sports' digital cable channels. Check www.universalsports.com for the channel number and times in your local area

Follow my progress! (slow as a turtle- don't say I didn't warn you!)


http://www.ingnycmarathon.org/entrantinfo/Join_In.htm

*you can't track till race day- my bib #61075 I start at 10:40am est.

Air it Out.

Let's very quickly recap why my blog went in the can for 2 yrs.

1. Left my peaceful state of mind and environment that was Oklahoma.
2. Moved 4+ times
3. Felt the need to open a Bake Shop.
3. Closed the Bake Shop, my kid is way more important than people who prefer boxed cake and scratch tickets.
4. Husband has been gone 15+ days a month since May training for WW2 because a 90's era douche bag needs to fluff his resume as he won't be the boss in combat. And they want to know why suicide, divorce and drunk driving is through the roof.
5. Not a lot of nice things to say since arriving in the North Country. Finally connected the dots on my instinctual stomach churning reaction to Rachel Rays ideals, recipes and accent.
6. Now that I hide on Fort Drum, things seem to be looking up. Surrounding myself with people from major cities or the deep south seem to be the key to sanity.
7. I really trained for the marathon this year, I will be kicking it's ass all over NYC in 10 days.

SO, now that we got that out of the way.... I will be spending more time doing what I use to do so well, be Danyelle. That's the nickname my husband gave me which in a nutshell labels all of my strengths that are probably faults I embrace. Facebook went out the window- and please note this isn't a mom blog. No fucking crafting here, lots of cursing and I at some point will with no intent to offend, offend you. I don't believe in therapy and I refuse to sensor myself which is what I have noticed I started to do in the last 8-10 months, given my environment. You've entered my personal therapy session, the office light if officially on. You know how Dr. Melfi would clench the arms of her chair when Tony Soprano would nonchalantly go into a rage and divulge criminal behavior that she should have reported to the police? Well, more often than not you will probably be Dr. Melfi, minus the confessing of illegal activity.

Get some popcorn because as of today, it's on.