Crushed Expectations

This picture was not what I had planned for today's post.
I planned today's post for months. I was FINALLY going to finish a half marathon. I set a goal to run a half marathon almost a year and a half ago (Damn you Life List #32). After registering for the Napa 1/2 and canceling due to my daughter's Mystery Diagnosis (still unsolved), then canceling the San Antonio 1/2 because I am an idiot who can't read a calendar, I was going to finish the Austin 1/2 this Sunday. I was anxious, nervous, but totally ready. Ok, maybe not totally ready. I was however, very much ready to cross the goal off my list. And then... my daughter came down with the flu, my husband went out of town, and I was left with trying to rearrange schedules so that I could still travel to Austin. Just about the time I had things lined up so I could run, I came down with the crud. Crap. Are you kidding me universe? Another failed entry. I am so frustrated. I'm beyond disappointed. I probably would have cried if I had the energy, but I was really sick Saturday. I WILL finish a half marathon and I WILL accomplish this before my birthday in April. However, I'll make sure that the next race I register for is based in Houston and that my husband does not travel anywhere, and have a double back-up for child care, and make sure that I walk around with a mask and Purell everything in sight the week before...I'm not going to tell anyone about the next race just so I don't jinx anything. Well, I'll probably tell T who has been supporting me through all this running nonsense!

*The picture is of my fabric flowers, completed while nursing my daughter back to health and watching 8 million episodes of "Wizards of Waverly Place" on Friday.


  1. I'm so sorry. Being disappointed is hard! It's okay to be completely pissed off about it.

    That said, your flowers are pretty rad. And you're pretty. xoxo

  2. Ugh, I am so sorry Elz and can feel your frustration!! Is there something local in next few months? Maybe we finally need to run one together and put an end to your streak.
    Hope your kiddos are feeling better and you as well.

    Looking forward to Saturday night!

  3. I'm so sorry. I'm not a runner (barely a walker), but I can imagine that training is only fun if you get to cross that finish line. Hang in there! Your perfect time will come.


  4. What pretty flowers!

    I know you are disappointed but the day you finish the half-marathon is around the corner. It has to be! You seem so determined.


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