I feel like I should be creeping through the back door here, treading and whispering as not to wake anyone – or my blog. I’ve been preoccupied. I have so many posts and thoughts written down on scraps of paper and little memos in my phone somewhere. Notes I’ve written to myself in encouragement, in weakness, in pain. The past two weeks have been messy with a few setbacks. Milestones I missed, goals I abandoned and difficult decisions I had to make. I try (really hard) to act all tough and fearless (is it working?) but sometimes things just floor me.

And oh… I’ve felt let down. By myself, my body, my training. I’ve typed so many draft emails to the marathon organizers to say I’m sorry – I can’t do this… or I need to go to the dentist that week (I probably do) or something. In some … Read the rest