Why do I feel the need to grab a sharpie and write “I Survived…” in front of all my Boston 2012 stuff?
I survived Boston 2012.
As time goes on, I’m definitely feeling better about it; more victorious and badass-ish. I was talking to my mom about it and said, “never would I do that again.” She totally called me out and said, “Oh, right, if the weather is like that next year, you mean to tell me you’re not going to run it?” Ok. She’s right. I’d run it. But with some changes in game plan for sure to make the ending a happier one!
I am still banged up in the quads but my physical therapy paid off and those inner front quads did a great job stabilizing my kneecaps. Not even an inkling of runners knee.
I am still tortured by the look on Lisa’s face when I asked her, legs quivering and from the floor, if there was an ER or Urgent Care nearby. I think she thought I might expire on her living room floor. Barely had the energy to talk. Did not have the energy to get my iPhone and call my hubby or parents to tell them I’d finished. Oh, but all that is nicely behind us now, right?
I forgot my camera. Here’s what I got with the iPhone.
I received lots of great feedback and support from my “Boston Experience” post and I can’t tell you how much I appreciate it all. THANK YOU! Definitely helped me not feel so bad about what happened up there and more happy about what was accomplished.
Peace out and I’ll post soon. I have a Boston dilemma for next year that I need to discuss.