Yesterday, I ran in the Space Coast Marathon.
To say I ran it is an overstatement. I more like hobbled to the finish line. It was my worst race ever.
Whether I ran it, walked it or limped over the finish line, I still earned a medal regardless of my time which will forever be listed on Active.com with all my other race results and my husband and my kids were there to for cheer me. Having them there meant the world to me.
Now, I’m healing my body to start training all over again for my races coming up in the new year. And I’ll run another marathon, maybe Palm Beach, Jacksonville or New York. It doesn’t matter as long as I can redeem my performance next year.