I had a great Saturday, with some absolutely beautiful weather! I went for a hike with Tanya at Fair Hill and then she came over to the farm and met the horses and we played with my dad's trains. It's funny how something I used to hate so much as a kid, I find so fun now. It was great to just hang out, catch up and be able to do it all outside at one of my favorite places in the world.
Here are some pictures from the day, courtesy of Tanya's camera phone. You can check out more of her awesome photo skills here! She did a photo shoot of my husband and I a year ago and actually made me feel comfortable throughout which was impressive.
So, a great start to the weekend! After the hike I did a boss job of relaxing with my feet up and watching a couple movies while Adrian was off at his friend's party.
So then I woke up this morning at 6am in sheer terror that I was late to a race.....Which of course would have been the case had I not been forced to pull out of this year's target race- the Philadelphia Rock 'n Roll Half Marathon. So after realizing I wasn't indeed late because I could NOT run I felt that sense of disappointment and loss again. No more tears were shed but I just felt....down. It's been 73 days without a run. That just....sucks. I am obviously no stranger to injuries, my twin elbow surgeries can attest to that. I feel like for the most part I can deal with it, but sometimes it just gets to me. I had quite a few friends run the race today, which was part of what I was really excited about- running with friends.
At least I know that I am moving in the right, healing direction. I'm back to strength training, biking, and starting to walk longer distances again as I work on building up time on my feet. In a couple weeks I hope to start building in some running and working through a couch to 5k program to build my mileage back up.
Sometimes I just want to stomp my feet, throw a temper tantrum and just get out and run! Instead, I will remember this:
Running is worth it. I am worth it!