Training, and the accompanying cold took me down hard last week, much harder than I expected when I felt the first tickle in my throat last Tuesday. I am finally feeling a bit of relief and I can actually imagine feeling like myself again with my energy back, but I’m not feeling enough relief and not soon enough to erase the huge lump of anger, frustration, and sadness in my core when I think about the marathon in 6 days. The marathon that I have been training so damn hard for. I’m still not sure what I’m going to do, and I try to keep telling myself that I still have 6 days to get my strength back. Everyone else is telling me that I trained enough even with this set back, but I just don’t know what to expect since this is/could be/should have been my first marathon. I just wanted to be prepared and feel good about it, and I was until my immune system abandoned me. I’m always a bit too hard on myself I guess, but I just wanted my first marathon to go well. I’m trying to tell myself and believe others that I will still be able to finish it, and that is what is important. Oh, and maybe enjoying it a little bit.
If I’m going to be stuck in bed and on the couch for 4 of 5 days, then I can at least tackle a crafts