Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Confessions of a post-marathoner

I've been avoiding this blog, doing whatever the Internet equivalent is to pacing and preparing to leave, only to be somewhat drawn in again. I'd hoped to be able to brag about my new 5k PR. Instead, I found myself having severe muscle spasms during my Thanksgiving race, and stumbled across the line with my worst time ever. 

And I'm okay with that. Or I would be, if such runs haven't started feeling like the rule rather than the exception. 

I'm finding I fear going out, because I fear I'll find my feet don't remember how to run. I thought I was prepared for this. I thought wrong.