Wanted: Running Priest

With the exception of perhaps 2 Saturdays throughout the entire Winter, I've managed to get out there and slog out the long run every week. The missed days were due to medical issues so I didn't count them as chinks in the resolve armor.It seems, as runners, we are always doubting our fitness, our motivation, our bodies. If you think runners are a bunch of fitness geeks who dribble dumbbells and knock out marathons just to make the rest of the world feel like they slept too late then I'm here to tell you that runners are, for the most part, a bunch of neurotics. Right now, for example, I'm sitting here blogging about my failure to run 10 miles in the snow and wind as penance for not running in the snow and wind. I feel compelled to explain myself and be forgiven. I think I need a running priest. Could someone direct me? "Confession and absolution followed by a half-Mary and you shall be forgiven, my child!"