Conversation between me and Hubz:

Hubz:  Have you signed up for Desert Solstice yet?

Me:  No.

Hubz:  Why not?

Me:  Because I’m not sure if I’m trained up enough.

Hubz:  You say that before every race.

Me: Well, this time I mean it.

Hubz: You say that before every race, too.

Me: Well, this time I double mean it.

Hubz: Okay, this is ridiculous.

Me: Stop pushing me!  I’m already feeling stressed about it.

Hubz: I’m not pushing you, but we need to make reservations if you are planning to go.  I don’t want this to cost a fortune.

Me: So, you’re saying that saving $50 is worth making me an insane person?

Hubz: (silence)

Me: Well?

Hubz: There’s no good way to answer that, is there?

Me: When will you learn that these conversations are never worth the $50 you might save?  In fact, I’m actually saving you money by waiting.

Hubz: Hmmm…how? The entry fee will be double. The plane fare will be double. And the hotel will probably be double.

Me: Because, tricking myself into believing I’m not running until the very last minute keeps me from freaking out and ending up in crazy town. Trust me, crazy town is expensive.

Hubz: You are hearing yourself, right?

Me:  I know what I’m talking about.

Hubz:  I would just think after all the years of doing this you would have learned some things.

Me:  I have!

Hubz:  Like what?

Me:  I’ve learned how to pee standing up without wetting myself and that Chocolate Outrage GU tastes the best going down but the worst coming back up.

Hubz:  Sounds like our money has been well spent, then.

 

Happy Running!

 

P.S.  I signed up for the race because I knew it would be more expensive if Hubz had a stroke over it.

 

 

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