A month before I ran the Disney half-marathon I signed up for yesterday’s Cherry Blossom Ten Miler. I was in the heart of my training and feeling great about running. What I didn’t anticipate is that after completing the half-marathon, I wouldn’t want to run another mile. Ever.
In hindsight, I should have bowed out of the ten miler gracefully. Noting that I’d maybe run a cumulative ten miles since January, I should have switched to the 5K. I shouldn’t have spent all last week hoping for an illness or an injury that would prevent me from participating in the full race.
When Sunday morning came, I decided to give it a try. In the midst of a beautiful April morning in D.C., I made up my own race: the Cherry Blossom Five Miler. To the spectators just after the 5-mile marker, thanks for clearing the way so I could get off the course.
In related news, this is an actual Goggle Chat conversation that took place this morning:
Lauren: I have a plan for you on our birthday weekend…
Lauren: Army 10 Miler. It will be a good thing for us to keep training for the Mexico competition.
[Side Note: The Mexico competition is a weight loss contest created by Amb in preparation of our sibling’s destination wedding.]
Me: I think I am done with running. I’ve filed for divorce. We’re going to be legally separated soon.
Lauren: I don’t think so.
Me: Yes. It’s over. I just don’t think we’re a good match.
Lauren: You can have some time apart, but nothing involving the courts.
Me: It was a great relationship. I learned a lot about myself and my needs. Running just isn’t my soul mate. It’s ok. I’m going to be ok. I think he’s taking it a lot harder than I am.
Lauren: Are you saying “it’s not you, it’s me?”