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?