Perspective in 13.1 Miles
Today's race did NOT go accourding to plan. I have not been in the best of headspaces and running/walking in the gloom didn't appeal to me, but it was on the schedule. Exercise in general can be exhausing to the anemic, but I press on. I had a decent start with the pacer and a small group. I had hope for a good outcome and then it happened. I somewhow twisted my foot wrong. I figured it would work itself out-it did not. I stopped to massage it and that did not work either. I got sad when I could no longer see the pacer in sight and even more discouraged as more and more people passed me by. I went from fearing I'd be dead last to fearing I couldnt finish. At one point I had a shooting pain with every step. It got so bad I didn't think I could go on. I finally asked for help at a water station. The volunteer told me my only alternative would be for them to call 911. There was NO WAY I was going to stay there as an ambulance came to take me away. I hobbled on. T...