Of course, I've shared this dream on occasion. The most regrettable time was when I told my obstetrician about 4 weeks after my third child and first c-section. He informed me that I would never run a marathon because childbearing had abused my body beyond that point.
He's an ass.
The best time was when I shared with some good friends (whom I've never actually MET - story on that later) and got their reassurances that not only could I do it but they would do it with me. Most recently I created this silly-but-serious inspiration board on Pinterest detailing all my dreams for things I'd like to accomplish or achieve in the next few years.
