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..........or at least itry. Remember how last year Pam inspired/forced me to train for a 1/2 marathon with her??? Remember how I loved every minute of it??? Remember how I rejoiced the day I found out I was pregnant while peeing on a stick in the Walmart bathroom and rejoiced at the fact that I was having another baby, but also extremely elated that I didn't have to run another darn mile????

Well, the inspiration/force has happened again. This time my sister, Keely, wants my entire family to run the Chicago 1/2 marathon in September to celebrate my Dad's 60th birthday and retirement. My Dad loves to run, loves his daughters, and loves the idea of retiring, so I thought I better join in the huge celebration. Afterall, my Dad has done so many things for me can't I run a couple of hours for him? I don't know, can I? Running hurts. Running is boring. Running is monotonous. Running and Jessie don't mix. But it's all in the name of Dad, so I'm all for it.

I also got inspired when my other sister, Tia, gave us an Apple giftcard for Christmas. $50 can't buy much at the Apple store, but when I heard that the ishuffle was only $49 I jumped on the bandwagon. I got it in the mail this week, loaded it up with tunes (mostly ones from high school and college because I don't listen to music much anymore...I've got plenty of noise swarming around me without it!), and ran 2 miles with it this morning. 2 miles down, 11.1 to go. I must admit that jogging with a little Ben Folds in my ear made it a little more enjoyable.