It wasn't mean to be. My 10K run. It wasn't meant to be. I enthusiastically started training in January and was even still looking pretty good through Febrary. Then something went wrong, I forget what now, probably the weather, and I just sort of lost my enthusiasm for the task. However, up to 3 weeks before the planned run I still intended to do it. Then 2 weeks before the run I started to waiver but I was feeling a little guilty. After all I stated my goal an made Iceman put the counter on this blog and all.
Mom and Dad to the rescue! I was flown out at the last minute to Florida where my parents winter to drive my mom home because my dad hurt his back and couldn't make the drive. So while hundreds of other winter weary runners in Minnesota braved what I am sure was horrible weather for the sake of the first spring run, I was on a lonely road somewhere in Illinois speeding toward home with my mom and daughter in tow.
I did have one wonderful run in paradise and then me knee hurt so bad I abandoned running the rest of the trip. Knee pain frustration can be a future post.
Just thought I would share.
Maverick Out.
