Today, I should be up and in my gear and on my way to my starting corral.
Today, I should be completing my first half-marathon. Blood, sweat, tears, and fun.
Today, I should be celebrating months of training and early mornings and sore muscles.
Instead, I’m currently in bed, unable to sleep. Restless. Frustrated. Disappointed. Hurt. Limited.
I promise you I’m trying to make the very best of this vacation. I am enjoying my time with hubby, and it is wonderful.
But there is a small cloud hanging over me, and I’d be remiss to not acknowledge it.
Regardless, we will have a good day today. I will celebrate all the amazing runners here, and I will remember that my new training plan starts in just a few days. This is just a lesson in patience and healing.
I will get there. And I’m hoping I’ll be crossing this starting line in one year: healthier, happier, and with even more pride in how far I’ve come.
Read on. Run on.