Today is not that day.
My friend Suzanne and I both signed up to run the Salt Lake Marathon which was in April. After she had what she thought was a knee injury, she decided to switch to the half (13.1) instead of 26.2, a full marathon. I hung on to the illusion I could run the marathon until I realized I hadn't trained enough and that my nagging hip pain would not make it fun. It was hard to admit I could not just go out and do it, just "tough it out". With age comes wisdom and the ego backs down a little bit in favor of common sense. Sometimes, maybe for a little while. After you get to a certain age you just cannot up and run 26.2 miles without a lot of training. And training for a marathon gets harder and takes more out of you. Having fun while running becomes more important than long distances and finishing with what one considers a "respectable" time". The definition of "respectable times" becomes longer and longer as one's expectations reluctantly ...