You train hard and wait months in anticipation to accomplish a goal you’ve been aiming for, and then BAM! ….in a matter of hours, a severe asthma flare erases it all.
Sadly, it looks like I’m not going to be able to do next weekend’s “Urban Cow Half Marathon”.
To say I’m disappointed would be an understatement. Had I been able to do this race as planned, it would have been my 13th- 13.1 miler (half marathon), in just 5 years. That would have been very cool.
I was hoping that I might be able to pull off a last minute save and squeak through this race like Ive done in others in the past, but this last exacerbation did a bigger number on me than I thought and recovery has been excruciatingly slow. I’m just too short of breath and out of shape right now to walk 13 miles. Doing so would be reckless and stupid. I’d end up back in the slammer again for sure.
It’s not so much the missing out on the event itself that bothers me, as it is the wasted time and effort that went into the preparation of it. Many of the races I do are planned 4-6 months in advance. Time and physical well being are precious commodities to me and I hate wasting them. A crystal ball would sure be nice, wouldn’t it?
My next scheduled race, if I decide to do it, isn’t for another 6 months ( Boston Marathon). But who knows, maybe another race will pop-up before then in which everything clicks for a change. I think that would more than make up for this weeks disappointment.
On a brighter note, Ms Kerri finished her very first 10K race. I’m very proud of her for tackling her fears and going for it. You go girl!