Flying Pig Weekend

This Sunday is the Flying Pig Marathon. Remember the one that I wanted to run? Yeah… I’m not doing it. I was supposed to be doing it with a friend… instead I’m going to cheer her on and meet her at the finish line.

I feel like a total failure.

So I registered for a race. Not the last one I posted about… I have something else going on that day and can’t do that race. But this one is in July so it’s time for me to get my butt in gear.

Starting today… I’m sitting here in my running clothes, waiting on my husband to get home from work so I can go run. Not walk – RUN. Not a leisurely stroll through the neighborhood…

I miss the feeling of pushing myself. I miss being proud of what I’ve accomplished.

And next year – I won’t be watching the Flying Pig. I will be running it.

I’m tired of being a failure, I’m tired of watching races and thinking “I’d like to run that some day….”

I missed my chance for the Pig this year… but I won’t let it happen again.

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One response

  1. I wouldn’t call you a failure. We all fail at things and it is failing that makes us step back reevaluate and learn from our experiences. The real failure is not moving forward and making the same mistake again. You will do this! Recommit and find some goals that inspire you to get moving again!

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