Marathon Training????

Well, I officially started my marathon training this week and I hate to say that I am already looking for excuses to quit!!!!!!!! What's wrong with me? On Monday I was supposed to run 6 miles, so I had mapped out a nice course along the Basingstoke Canal because I read that there are nice walking trails along the canal. Conveniently, one of the entrances to the walking trail is only half a mile from our apartment so I thought, "How nice! I will get to run amongst nature!" WRONG! When I got there I got scared because the trail is secluded from civilization and I was positive someone would be waiting in the bushes to attack me, plus the canal was level with the running trial and they were separated only by some mud and grass, and all it would take was a gust of wind for me to go running into the water. Also, the water was dark, so I have no clue how deep it was which creeps me out, and I kept imagining a sea monster coming up from the depths of the water to snatch me up. Anyway, against my better judgement I started running on the trail because I had spent so much time mapping out my running and I didn't want all the planning to go to waste. As I was running though, my imagination kept getting more and more vivid and I was sure that someone was out to get me, so I only ended up running a quarter of a mile on the trail and I got off the trail at the next opening. Part of me wanted to keep going on the trail because--I must admit--it was very pretty and there were ducks floating in the water and stuff, but my intuition told me to find somewhere else to run that wasn't so secluded, plus it gets dark here at 4 PM and it was already 3:45, and I was not about to be stuck in the woods at nighttime!! Anyway, since I had set out to run 6 miles, I knew I needed to keep running, so I ran around town. I figured I would head home after it felt like I had ran 6 miles, and then I would use Google Maps to figure out how far I had actually run. Well, I got home and I was feeling pretty good about myself because I THOUGHT that I ran AT LEAST 4 or 5 miles, but when I mapped it on the internet guess how far I ran?? 2.65 miles!! That's it!! I was so disappointed in myself because I really thought that I ran alot further than that. After I got over my disappointment, I decided to go ahead and map out Tuesday's run so that I would know exactly where I would be running and exactly how far I would be running. On Tuesday I was supposed to run 3 miles and the plan that I mapped out was 3.1, so I thought, "Perfect!" WRONG!! I started out running on Tuesday and I stepped of the curb wrong and my ankle started hurting very early into my run, so I ended up having to walk most of the way. Today I am supposed to run 3 miles and I am determined to do so, even if it kills me!!! I really do want to run the marathon and I do not want to give up, so I am just going to have to make running a non-negotiable part of my daily life.