It’s funny how when I’m busy, being a productive and social being in the world I have nothing to blog about. I spent my weekend visiting good friends, Monday night eating desserts with some lovely girls I met through Twitter, and Tuesday dwelling on the stress that I’m trying to ignore.
My crooked pelvis is stressing my hamstring, and therefore me out. Training for my spring marathon is supposed to start in just a little over a week. Also in a little over week marks the end of the year where my goal was to end it stronger than started.
Am I stronger? Yes, mostly. Am I ending it on a good note and healthy legs? Blah.
Here I am going into another training cycle with uncertainty. What makes my head spin is the fact that this wasn’t due to reckless overtraining. It just happened. Last year I could say, “Yeah, this was my fault, I ran two marathons in 4 weeks, that was dumb”.
This year all I can say is, “shit”.
Shit on a stick.
I don’t really want to hit “publish” because I’d rather be in jolly good spirits for Christmas. If you haven’t noticed, Christmas is in five days, and THERE IS NO SNOW!! If there was snow, I could merrily cross country ski instead of stress out about my hamstring (maybe). But I’m hitting publish, because I’m a human and feel stress, and omg THAT’S OKAY.