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So, Just Kidding

Monday I posted that I had made my decision about whether to participate in the Marine Corps Marathon, and that my decision was to go. But last night, I came to my senses. (This is pretty much how all the days since my injury have gone--I will go, I won't go, I will, I won't...) I've been unbelievably stressed over this decision and over trying to train effectively for a marathon when I CAN'T RUN. In retrospect, the decision should have been more obvious to me, but I suppose a lot of things look better in retrospect.

Further, I'm also planning to run a marathon in mid-January, and it just occurred to me how little time I'll have to train for it even if I don't go to MCM. If I did go to MCM, I'd undoubtedly be taking time away from healing my leg, and then I'd be in this same "should I run or should't I" predicament for that marathon. That's not what I want.

But as a good friend pointed out to me last night, I have to commit to whichever decision I make. That means that if I in fact do not go, I have to commit to letting my leg heal. Which further means, I need to lay off the CrossBoot classes. Because while I've been going and making modifications and not necessarily feeling pain while there, I do feel some wear on my leg the next day. So something I'm doing there is not helping. I need to do only things that I can control, and I can't control what the workouts will be at CrossBoot, and if I put myself in the situation of being in class, I'm going to want to do as much of the workout as possible.

Making the decision not to go to MCM will help ease my mind as far as training goes, for now. I don't need to worry so much about getting endurance training in. That's an enormous amount of pressure taken off of me. I already feel freer from the decision. I will miss not being able to run with my friends, not being able to visit DC, and not getting the whole MCM experience, but there will be other times. This year is not my time, unfortunately.

One benefit of not going to MCM is that I'll be able to celebrate my birthday with my twin sister, who shares it with me, along with our family, here in Tampa. And we're going to have to do a lot of celebrating to keep my mind of off what I thought I would be doing on my birthday ;-)

Comments

I'm sure you are disappointed, but perhaps this will be best in the long run (no pun intended).
Lee Davidson said…
Thanks, Deedra. And I think you intended that pun ;)

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