I volunteered out at the Cowtown Marathon all weekend. What a fun time! Those crazy marathon runners have such contagious spirits that it almost makes me want to try to train for one.

Almost.

Yesterday I was on my feet handing out timing chips to the runners for about 12 hours. I came home and went straight to bed by 9:30. Then, I was back up at the sinful hour of 4:20 a.m. (on a Saturday… yikes!) to go back out to the race to help out again. Today was even more fun–I got to escort the winners of the half-marathon and full-marathon back to the media tent for their interviews. I’ve always wondered what someone who runs a 6-minute mile for 26.2 miles must be like… and now I know! Let’s just say they don’t have much in common with me. But most were very nice.

I also saw several people puke at the finish line, and I didn’t even get queasy!

It really did inspire me to start training for something again. It reminded me of the old days, three years ago, when I was running in these things (okay, technically I was running marathon relays, but close enough). I always bought a cute new running outfit to inspire myself to run harder and faster. Seeing everybody achieve their goals this morning made me want to join in. So now it’s time to set a goal… and go shopping for some new running shorts.