Well friends, yesterday I was highly bummed about OKC. I had gotten very excited to run the half marathon in a few weeks because it was the site of my first full marathon…what could be more fun than going back and knowing I only have to run half the distance!
Unfortunately, my potential housing and carpool option to OKC fell through and now I’m sort of in the lurch (definitely not upset with this person because these things happen). Could I technically make the 4 hour drive alone, get a hotel room…alone, run the race…alone….Well yes, but that pretty much sounds boring and awful.
I also promised to come back to KC for work, based on being in town for this race, so stink on me because now in between all my DC travels I have to go to Kansas City no matter what and then fly from there to DC. I’m so lucky to be able to travel and see soooo many places, so I’m really not complaining about that, but hey I like to do it all on my own terms.
THEN Ashely and Indi and Beka came through and said I could ride with them…maybe a little sandwich between kiddos, but it was a ride.
THEN my dearest Samara said we could join them in Key West instead….
David made the final call, that I needed a little more time at home (key west) with him and I thought that was a good call based on still being sick.
Have you ever had to back out on race? It nearly broke my heart because it feels a little like failure, but I’m sure it’s the right call.
I am grateful for hotel cost splitting
I am grateful for carpooling
I am grateful for direct flights
I am grateful for no crying babies on the flight
I am grateful for no one coughing on the flight