Saturday, November 5, 2011
Well...tomorrow morning I will be running half marathon #9. And for some unknown reason I have no emotions about it either way. Usually I feel nervous or excited or both before a race. This time I'm just "meh". I'm not sure how to feel about that. Maybe part of it is I wish my parents could see me race. I't mean the world to me to have my dad and mom see me cross the finish line. I've had friends come out & cheer me on out on the course, but I've never really had anyone at the finish line cheering me on as I cross it. Maybe I'm being a silly girl, but it'd mean a lot to me to have that. Andit'd mean even more if it were my family. But I know my dad's health issues will not allow it. He isn't able to stand around for over 2 and a half hours waiting for me to finish. I can only hope one day he can. Maybe once his foot completely heals & he gets a new hip he can do things. I wish for that more than anything.