Yup, you heard right. I didn't run my race.
I had everything ready to go. Clothes laid out. Running pack all loaded. Garmin charged and ready to go. Pins on bib. All I needed was me.
The alarm was set for 6:40 (Which I set the time but actually forgot to turn the alarm on, but then remembered halfway through the night). I awoke to the alarm going off AND my cell phone ringing. It was my running pal.
She said ... have you seen outside? It's crap! Do you still wanna go? I told her that I did. Then she uttered those words that crack me ... Are you sure? It's bad. I'll go, if you wanna go. But honestly I don't want to get sicker (she's just getting over bronchitis) so if you don't want to then I'm totally fine with it. I told her I'd think about it for a minute, then call her back. She's not one to back out of things easily, and we've done ALOT of running in miserable weather. So her giving me an out, I figured she really didn't want to be out there.
So I crawled back into bed and relayed the conversation to my husband ... as I listened the the rain pelting sideways against the window and the wind howling. He said if it was him he wouldn't go. I asked if it was because of the weather, or the lack of training ... or both. He said the weather - which surprised me cause he's a pretty tough cookie and I didn't think rain would deter him. We are rather used to copious amounts of rain in these parts! :(
Then he said, "What's bigger ... your ego or your brain?" I could go out in disgusting weather, untrained - just because I had signed up and because if I didn't go I'd have to tell a bunch of people that I'd bailed. Or, I could chalk this whole mess up to it not being the right time and stay dry and warm.
Not to give myself an easy out here, but I have had a slight sore throat the last couple days and a few days ago I was a bit lightheaded. My boss has been horribly sick all week and I've been afraid I was catching it. After the decisions was made and I spent 5-10 minutes more questioning myself and almost changing my mind .. I fell fast and deep asleep until 10:30. Apparently I needed some sleep.
It rained HARD all morning and as of right now I don't regret not going at all. If I had trained for it and had something to prove, then yes, I think I would have gone. But everything was stacked against me and I really didn't see what point I'd be making just going out there and suffering through it.
There will be other races. One's that I will actually be prepared for. One's that I'll be willing to suffer through miserable weather for, because I have true goals that I've set and am prepared to conquer. Today was not that day. Sorry if I disappoint, but today this was the choice for me. I'm not regretting it.