Sunday long "run" report

14 miles of pain in the piggy bank. Can't wait to cash in. I hurt and didn't have a lot of motivation to go. But I did, and I'm glad I did. I know I'm on the uphill climb of training and will reach the peak this Saturday (or Sunday). And I know I've put a lot of burden on a body ill prepared to handle such burden. I'm proud of what I'm doing and trying to do. I don't expect anyone to understand why I'm doing it, mostly because I haven't really figured it out myself yet. Some people say, "why do it if you don't even have a chance of winning?" Others say, "why?" I've heard, "why don't you do a half marathon or something easier, or closer to home?" I'm not ashamed to admit that even today, I asked myself "why?" more than once.

Why? why? why?

Why not?