I had full intentions of running the marathon. I even got my clothes ready and doctored my feet up before I went to bed. Look how cute our clothes are next to each other. Don’t you just want to eat that up. And yes, Kenza’s feet are nearly bigger than mine. She even wrote Runner Susan’s Daughter on her shirt. She’s the best baby ever! And the fastest. She ran the 5k in 30:09, with no training.
And still, I don’t know what to say except when I woke up in the morning I just couldn’t do it. There was no life in me to run a marathon. My ankle is still bothering me, it’s not worse, but it sure isn’t better. I’m really down about it and I think I have the post-marathon blues. I need a new goal (other than Chicago) and I need to start putting in some miles. Today after school Kenza and I are going to run 3 miles together and that makes me so happy I want to cry.