26.2

Well.. the marathon is off for dear ol’ me. Why? I’m tired of hurting. And when I say hurting I mean that I would like to be able to walk and not end up in the ER for an entire day of my life. Call me a wimp, but its not necessary. Believe me, I already feel pretty bad. I’m not a quitter. I don’t like giving up. And I believe I have. Only a few other times I’ve felt like this and they always come to one point. If it was just a season, and its over, then what did you learn.

• I can get up early. Shocking.. I was up at 4 am 5 days a week, once or twice even 3am.
• To go with the first statement, I can go to sleep before 11pm! That one really surprised me.. I haven’t gone to bed that early since I was like 12.
• I got sick of eating.. what I mean by that is eating every 2 hours.. gets REALLY tiring.

But really, I learned a lot: I am disiplined, capable, willing, encouraging, a thinker and mover, and a runner. I realized goals make the distance seem a lot shorter and that having people beside you to help makes you want to run for longer. I learned to enjoy the short runs, the time when we could just go out and feel active. And I learned to push to mile 12. I learned to trust myself. I learned I could do it.

- Thanks dad. I wouldn’t of gotten to this place without you.

To my marathon group, I’m proud of you, of us.

And probably the biggest thing I learned. Time is wonderful, and time for myself is even better. I’m not as afraid to say no and go be alone. I find I actually enjoy it. I always said, “I can’t run by myself, I give up too easily.” I would like to retract that statement. I can run on my own. Because we’re never really alone, are we?

_T