More about that injury

I know, right?

It's done, and I've cried because I am not running in October. I've worked hard - so freakin' hard - and it stinks to have to hang up my running shoes. Metaphorically, of course.

Honestly, though, I haven't felt like I've wasted my time in training, even though it was all for naught. I learned a lot about myself on those long runs: 1) I have terrible taste in music, and 2) I have more ambition than I thought I did.

I'm just keepin on, keepin' on. i have a race - a 5K - next month, so I'm geared up for that. The only thing to do is to keep running, and to put it all in perspective.

As sad as I am that I'm not running, I'm also a bit relieved. If I'm being honest with myself, I don't think I was ready to run. I had bad weather set-backs, and it was one thing after another. I lost my running groove. I had doubts. I'm kind of glad that I have my mornings back, and that I don't have an entire day planned around running (and then recuperating) from a long run. In other news, my laundry pile doesn't smell that bad!

I would like to run and attempt another marathon, but maybe not for a few years. I've been thinking about running shorter distances here and there, and I might just do a half-marathon next year. I'll do a full one, at some point; it's just not in the cards to do it right away.