Its interesting how deciding to do this race hasn’t really changed my outlook. I made a promise to myself during the winter that I wouldn’t get caught up in HAVING to have discipline to train. And I’ve stuck to it. I still look at each day that I run as a gift. I missed so many days and I find I’m trying to “pay them back” if that makes sense.
And it’s interesting how the dreams still continue even though I’m running again. Running kept them away for 3 years–well mostly, I would still have an occasional one–but wow, how easy they came back.
But each time I double tie my shoes, I’m smiling.