Okay, this post really isn't about swords, death, glory, really at all.
It's about the goal that I have for running 1,000 miles in 2007.
Today I passed the 300 mark!
I guess the only battle that I'm really fighting here is Type II Diabetes that my dad has. My grandpa also had it. So, I'm in the fight against this formidable foe. Literally, the fight for my life. I don't have the disease yet. But I'm hoping that a reasonably good diet and regular exercise will keep the insulin shots at bay. Who said that you shouldn't run from your enemies?