I received the following text message from my husband this afternoon at approximately 12:30:
"Marathon=cancelled... Connie dropped it like it was hot...Joe is sick with allergies/ear infection and your a gimp"
Of course, they did not cancel the entire marathon just because our lovely faces would not be present. The marathon is on. We, however, as in, our team, are out.
I have somehow hurt my knee (the chiropractor is saying probably a case of burcitis...spelling??...) and other members of our team are having breathing issues due to the vast amount of pollen in the air. The knee is coming along; I'm icing regularly and taking a lot of Motrin. It gets better everyday and I'm going to try to run on it by Thursday, I think.
This is all probably for the best as this was not exactly the best weekend in our lives for huge event like my first race. 1. Patrick is out of town, at school. 2. My parents are also out of town with my grandparents. (This combined with #1 means there will be nobody to cheer my on! That is not how I forsaw my first race going in my head. I envision banners and streamers...)
and 3. It is PROM WEEKEND. I am in charge of prom and will therefore be spending all day Friday and late into the night on Saturday hanging out with a schoolfull of teenagers. I think I will be a little exhausted. A marathon (or even part of one) might have been pushing it.
Fear not, though!! I am not giving up my goal of running. Knowing my procrastinating self, I went ahead and signed up for a 5k (probably a better place for me to start than a relay marathon) on May 8. It's called Gallop 4 the Greenway and it goes through downtown Roanoke, basically where I would have been running my part of the marathon. It seems I do better with a goal ahead of me; I know I would probably drop off the running game were it not for some looming race in the future. Heck, I'm thinking about just signing up for a bunch of them throughout the rest of the entire year (read: life) just so I make sure to continue working out a couple times during the week. Mike the Runner is being hardcore and may run with me; HE IS THINKING ABOUT RUNNING 2 5KS IN A DAY! Told you he was hardcore. I'm just not there yet.