I didn't get to run in the race.
I got stuck in a traffic jam on the way to the race, and because I don't know that part of the city well, I didn't know what I could do to get out of the traffic jam.
The race had long started by the time I got to the starting line. I cut through and went to the finish line to find the aforementioned coach Juda. I hugged her, and the rest of the folks from the group that I could find, and then I went home.
All day today, I've been upset with myself. I worked so hard, and missed the race because of a traffic jam. I let myself down, and I feel like I let my friends down too. All of you have been cheering me on, and I didn't run. (I've had cheerleaders from many states and Germany and Korea!) I realize that I'm not a failure, but I feel like I failed on this one. I was reading some of the comments from you guys saying, "you will do this," yada yada yada, and, I didn't.
However, if I don't keep running, if I let this derail me, that's letting me down, that's letting you down, that's letting my coach down.
However, if I don't keep running, if I let this derail me, that's letting me down, that's letting you down, that's letting my coach down.
So, I'm trying not to derail myself. I need someone to shame me into going for a run on Monday morning. There is a race on 3/27, that I may run. Dana and I are probably running the Race for the Cure on 5/9.
So, I give you permission to give me a hard time tomorrow, and to get me running again.
So, I give you permission to give me a hard time tomorrow, and to get me running again.
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