Good Things and my brain

It's finally cooler in my house and it's mouse free--thanks to Bessie Lou the cat. Which means it's a pleasant place to be! Last night, I made butternut squash soup while listening to Ray LaMontagne and enjoying a glass of red wine NOT from TJs. Although I love the $5 bottles of wine at TJs, the rare upgrade to a $10 bottle of wine is a special treat. Plus and most greatest of all, I FINALLY FINISHED 18 miles. No idea how I am going to make it to 26 though. My brain constantly tells me to stop after about 16, so it's just me and my brain. The uncontrolled part of my brain that acts independently of me says, "Stop--this is ludicrous, absurd, no one does this, you are not from Kenya, why do you think you can do this, just stop running, stop, stop, stop". The other part of my brain over which I exert some control says, "If you stop now, then what? You're just going to stop? You're not dead. Keep running. Run faster! Run! Run!" Is this going to go on for 8 miles on October 31? Seems exhausting.