Where's my crowd of cheering school children?

I think this is a case where I've been lied to by the main stream media again. Cause things aren't shaping up like I've been promised by dozens of Japanese dramas. So hears how the dramas go: Some vastly unlikely person decides to run a marathon (or insert any other sport that mostly takes dedication rather then talent, though frankly it is usually actually a marathon) despite some obvious reason why they should fail. I think the most recent drama I saw with this plot the boy had autism. But anyway there have been plenty of variations on the theme. So OK, said inappropriate or unlikely person tells others of their plans. Others scoff. Others tell unlikely person to give up and go home. But unlikely person has a dream, and nothing can crush that dream. Unlikely person goes out every day and practices and practices and before long others begin to notice. Neighborhood people begin to cheer unlikely person on. At some point (and I'm not really sure how this one usually works) school children start to join unlikely person on their long runs, and draw encouraging pictures in crayon and say really uplifting things. At a critical point in the training, adversity hits. A sprained ankle in the pouring rain. Unlikely person ends up on all fours in pain, watching the rain hit the pavement and then the uplifting crayon sketches along with some appropriately uplifting music give unlikely person the will they need to get up and keep going. In the final episode a whole class of cheering kids shows up to scream encouragement while hero struggles toward success. I've also seen this whole plot played out point by point for a chick who randomly decided to do competitive police dog training. Talk about unlikely.

Now I'm a vastly unlikely person to run a marathon. When I was told (by Missy) I planned to run a marathon in a year, I totally scoffed, but none of the other drama points seem to be happening for me. Well. . . I sprained my ankle in the rain but not while running, and there were no uplifting sketches, or swelling music. From time to time old people smile as I job past and say 'I think your loosing weight sweaty!' Not too bad. And I have actually lost a bit of weight. So I guess since the universe isn't planning to spontaneous sprout motivational background music for me, I'll just have to download some from itunes and hit the road.