Less than two weeks to go before the marathon that I thought I was going to run.
This is the marathon that I have had in my mind for at least six months now, as I fought my way back from anemia and built up my training miles. The marathon that I thought of when I hauled my ass out of bed many mornings at 4:30 to get out there and train before heading off to work. The marathon that I have wanted to do for over five years now, ever since the first one I ran. I have known that this was going to be my opportunity to prove to myself what I was made of.
It’s just not gonna happen this year, folks.
And I guess that shows exactly what I’m made of, now doesn’t it?
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I’m just not there mentally right now. I am in the death grip of fear about the whole stupid thing right now, and the fear has won.
And it sucks.
Hang in there, you can always go for it again next year. *pat on the back*
Yeah, I’m with jobo. Just because you’re not doing it doesn’t mean you haven’t DONE it already. Keep on keepin’ on, my friend!
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