I need a medal rack!

Nah, just kidding. That isn’t my real confession. I just have all of my medals and bibs out because I am reorganizing the closet wall I hang them on (seen here and here) and thought it would be funny to take a picture of me wearing them all. Data sure didn’t appreciate the noise they made walking around the house! Clink, clank, clink.

My real confession is that I had been planning on running a marathon tomorrow. Back in January I looked at my calendar and realized I had the base mileage to train for a spring marathon, and I thought it would be perfect for me since I love winter running. My training went superbly and I did all of my long runs at really great speeds and was prepared to run a 4:15 marathon or maybe faster! I didn’t tell many people about the marathon, because I wanted to keep it under wraps in case something restricted me from running it. Heck, I didn’t even sign up for it.

And it’s the night before it, and am I running it? No. Do I feel like I could? Yes. Do I feel like I could run it and not feel like crap afterward? Definitely. But I am not. My IT Band was acting funky during the last two half marathons I did, and despite feeling great this week and on my last two runs, I am giving it a rest, so I can be ready for the Ragnar Madison to Chicago relay, and for the Milwaukee and New York City marathons in October and November.

But I am oh so disappointed. So disappointed. So upset. I hate being responsible and making this decision. Hate it. But hey, at least I never signed up for the thing. So I am not out any cash. Just bummed that I put in all that awesome training for nothing concrete. Yes, I built a great base, but I wanted redemption! REDEMPTION from Chicago!!! Seriously, I cannot even remember my marathon “PR.” I have to look it up whenever someone asks me what it is. The Chicago Marathon was a lot of fun, but I was ready to run a marathon for real. Time for me to learn some patience!