A day to gain perspective
We wanted to be in a racing environment where others were also running and perhaps there would be people cheering. When we arrived to check it, I was totaly intemidated. Everyone looked like they belonged and I felt like I didn't. Mistake number 1. I let that get to me way too much. At the end of the race, my shoes had cut my heal and bled onto my shoe, I had blisters 3 inches long and I was chilled to the bone. But we did it and that's all that matters.
Yesterday, I too was mental defeated and was starting to ask a lot of questions. One of us asked somewhere before mile 5 if the wind was worse or the snow was worse. I can't honestly answer. But, we did decided to train for a marathon in the winter, in St. Louis where the weather varies daily, sometimes by more than 30 degrees. So, we can't expect anything less than snow one day and tank tops the next.
It's the ability to have a run like Saturday and then get out there the next day and do it again that will make this journey so much more rewarding when we are done. If it were always easy, everyone one would do it. We've come this far and we have realized that what does not kill us, will only make us stronger. It's a new day, and a new week and from the beginning we've been saying we are only gonna take it day by day, run by run and sometimes mile by mile. So on Tuesday we hit the roads again to start our 9th week of training. This time with new shoes for me and a much better attitude than Saturday.