I am registered for the Country Music Half-Marathon in Nashville in April.
Long story short:
I’ve basically given up any hard-core training.
Short story long:
My life is so full right now. I don’t have the hours in the week to put in the miles, nor do I have the desire to give anything up in order to make the time. My body is a wreck. I have a broken toe that has never really healed on my left foot, and what I believe are two bone spurs on my right. I think about going on a long run, and my first response is a quivering lower lip. I have zero motivation.
I know, blah blah blah. Excuses, excuses. Cry me a river, sister.
Last year, I was all about the running. Then again, I didn’t really have friends here in Denver, and had endless hours to fill. Last year, running kept me busy and active, got me out of the house and out into Denver. In some ways, it really saved me.
This year is different.
I have more on my plate than I can swallow. I am busy at work, and have a secret project taking up my free time. There are some really wonderful new friends that I’m enjoying getting to know, and some really wonderful books that I’m enjoying reading, and some really wonderful opportunities that I’m enjoying taking advantage of.
Something had to go. I chose running.
I’m still signed up for the race at the end of April, and I still plan on participating. It’s just that my “participation” will likely take three hours instead of two. Whatevs. I’LL STILL GET A MEDAL.