Today is May 1st, and last year on May 1st at exactly this time I was running my first marathon in the pouring rain. It’s only 8:30 so we were getting close to the half way point and my bathroom break. It had been raining for almost 13 miles non-stop. Abby and I were also getting close to being at Lake Hefner where the sun did break through the clouds and we got excited about it and I tossed my gloves. Boy was that a mistake.
If I was patient, I don’t think I’d be a runner, I think I’d be okay with just walking. I thought I would be back out there running today, but my body has a different plan for me. I’m going to continue to try to take deep cleansing breaths and deal with the frustration with as much grace as I can muster.