damaged and disheartened
I am pretty sure that my toes recently got together and decided to have a blister-forming contest. At first it was just the one. Then, it seemed like that blister decided to grow one of its own, now it has spread to my other foot, with toes over there joining in the action. I am not a fan. I was about 3 miles into my run this evening when I noticed that there was a new bubble of pain forming on my left foot.
That, however, is not the worst thing that happened today. My inspiring, dedicated, training partner KT may not be able to run the marathon with me. She has been told that she cannot miss work that Monday after the race. Ugh. My heart just dropped. She and I have had so much fun running together and training for this event, so the idea that only one of us will actually be running is downright discouraging.
I know myself, and I know that I can’t run or even train when it’s just me. I need someone to share the adventure with. Otherwise, it’s just me, which is lame. She and I have decided that we’re going to let ourselves be angry and throw our little emotional temper tantrums for a day or two, then we’re going to regroup and come up with a plan. We’ve been discussing running another marathon for sure this fall, we may need to find another one close to the San Diego so that we don’t waste all the training we’ve been doing.
The most frustrating part is that she has improved SO MUCH in just a short time. Seriously! Just six short weeks ago, she’d never run more than 3 miles, then this last Sunday she ran 10 miles. That’s amazing! And it was a week ahead of schedule. She’s already got her weekly mileage over 20 miles. She is so committed to running and to racing.
I will still be racing in June. It might end up being the first marathon I’ve run alone. I can’t say that I’m excited about the prospects, but it would be a personal growth moment. I guess. I’m reaching here.
