Yesterday was Twin Cities Marathon. I was supposed to be a participant but dropped out of the race in late July. It was the best decision to make because truthfully I cannot even imagine training for it with the schedule I have been trying to maintain. Yet, there is still a part of me that regrets dropping out. I had the full spectrum of emotions yesterday from jealousy, feeling like a failure, and then ultimately relief. My logical brain tells me it was the right thing to do, but the other half tells me ... well, that other half is what gets me into those situations in the first place. There will be other races; it is just not my time to run them.'
EDIT...I just read Steve in a Speedo's blog, and saw this video. I laughed out loud. That would have been worth getting out there to run the race just to see that. I am sure the runners loved it.
Now I just need to find my running mojo. I really haven't run since I decided to call it quits on the marathon. I took a few weeks off and they turned into a couple of months. I started and stopped twice to rebuild my base but lost momentum. I am not sure what my problem is but I do know that I miss running. I miss it a lot. I think I just need to pop the shoes on, stop talking about missing running, and just do it already.
Happy Monday! I am off to search for some coffee to fuel me to get this long week started.