I’ve been a bad blogger lately.
Thankfully, I’ve been a pretty good runner.
And that’s how life goes sometimes. At thirty-something, I’m finally learning that sometimes you have to make choices. This or that. One or the other. Priorities.
As the training runs have gotten longer, when I've been given the choice between training and firing off a blog off for the evening, I had to come down on the side of training. (Well, I went from blogging almost daily, to weekly. That's not so bad, I suppose.) But that's beside the point.
I ran a marathon once before when I was woefully unprepared, and it wasn’t fun. I won’t go so far as to say it was the worst five hours of my life (because it wasn’t), but it wasn’t particularly fun. And I had no one to blame but myself. Try running with that broken record in your head for five hours!
Also, since this is my first marathon back after a serious accident, it was important to me to train injury-free. Honestly, when I set out on this journey to train for my first marathon back, I had no idea what to expect. All I knew is, I could do it.
Six months later, I am absolutely delighted to be going into the final weekend for the Marine Corps Marathon injury-free (minus a few aches and pains).
So, for the sake of the sport, I hope you’ll forgive me. I know many of you have said you enjoy the posts. Now that race weekend is (finally) here, I look forward to sharing more posts from the road.
And in case I haven’t said it lately, Thanks for reading. xx
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