So what do you call me now? Deathier?

So, I am officially “Goofy” because of the Disneyworld marathon. But I can be even stupider.
There is also the Death Race. We runners are an easily influenced bunch. One of us had the idea of doing the entire race. Solo. Get together a bunch of people and all try to stick together and finish it. 125 km over (not around) three mountain peaks. One other guy fell for this, so then there were two. They quickly got a third. And now they are all eyeing me. And I’ve been telling them that it would be stupid to do it. (It doesn’t help that they all agree.) I told the original instigator that I haven’t signed up.
But that is a lie. I signed up two weeks ago, but he is apparently too lazy to look at the official registry where I’m one of the first names you see. The second runner saw it promptly and called me an “idiot”. But he was away this week.
So it was amusing to watch the other two try to goad me to sign up. They kept saying how humiliating it will be for me with other people having the medals and how they will rub it in my face.
Honestly, I don’t know if I can do it. I ran 29km today and it was tiring. I have until August though. My mother did just find out, and she isn’t at the point yet where she is supportive. Hopefully that will come. EIther that or I get disinherited. Could go either way.