Tomorrow is my 33rd birthday. I am very good at birthdays. I always make plans to spoil myself because DUDE. IT’S MY ONE CHANCE TO DO THAT, GUILT-FREE. Tonight, I have an appointment to get my hair cut and colored (SO MANY GRAYS ALL OF A SUDDEN. GAH! Also, my hair is down to my bra strap in the back. WHAT THE HECK? Way too long.) And tomorrow, I was going to run my first 5K race and reward myself with an awesome movie-and-dinner date with Dan. I had Big Exciting Plans for my birthday weekend!
But then, I got sick last weekend. Just a cold, but one of those really nagging, annoying ones that has kept me from getting a good night of sleep the past two nights. I have a head full of snot and a cough and I am just TIRED. (It probably hasn’t helped that I’ve been working like crazy, a few long days and late nights these past couple of weeks and I am FEELING IT.) I haven’t run since last Friday- the day I started feeling sick- and that run was pretty craptastic and I didn’t even make it 2 miles before I stopped.
So. I think I’m going to have to bail on my first race and you guys, I AM BUMMED.
I started running last September, without any real goal or plan other than to just be able to run a little bit without feeling like I wanted to die. I started soooo slow (CouchTo5K program rocks!) and at the beginning, I was only running like 60 seconds at a time and it felt like an eternity. But by Thanksgiving, I was able to run for over 30 minutes and not only survive it, but… ENJOY IT! Then winter hit, so we found a treadmill on Craigslist and that kept me going through the colder weather. And as soon as it started warming up, I was back outside a few nights a week, running by myself without anyone touching me or needing a snack or otherwise demanding my attentions.
(One of my favorite parts about running, I’m not gonna lie. heh)
Then I found this race nearby and it was on my birthday and I thought How perfect! My first race on my birthday! I can totally do this! I spent the last few weeks working to improve my running times, pushing towards my little goals and making them (10 minute mile, HOLLA!) I was excited about running this race. I was going to run with Amy (even though from the sounds of it, she’d be leaving me in her dust by the 1 mile marker, heh)
But it’s not gonna happen, sadly. I debated the past couple of days about just doing it, what the hell, it’s just a COLD, you know? But the whole reason I’m doing this is because I enjoy it and I want my first race to be FUN, not something that feels like a chore because I can’t breathe and I’m hacking up a lung.
There will be other races. In fact, there is one that goes literally past my neighborhood in about a month, so I’m thinking that might be The One. No biggie, right?
So instead of running tomorrow morning and then eating tacos, I’ll be sleeping in and making everyone else wait on ME for a change, then HOPEFULLY IF ALL GOES WELL (because with kids, you just never know), Dan and I will still have our date.
Also, there is a small box with a ribbon wrapped around it upstairs that he’s been taunting me with since yesterday and I think it’s AMAZING how much self control I have that I didn’t just OPEN IT while he was at work, so I’m imagining the contents of that box will make my birthday pretty awesome, race or not.