Disappointment.

That is the overwhelming feeling in my heart. I have received email after email, and message after message stating that I have encouraged other people to make goals and get off their dead asses and start doing what is right by their body.

I’ve had to make a really tough decision that really makes me feel horrible, but there is just no way around it.

I will not be racing in the Independence Day 10k on July 4th.

Yea, I feel like a big hypocrite, because I’ve pumped this up, and had this amazing training plan, and was working with Tom (from www.runnerslounge.com) on my training, and posting running check ins and I just feel like total crap.

I grossly underestimated how difficult it would be to cram a whole summer semester of grad school into 3.5 weeks before embarking on an international trip, and while completing an internship. I had know idea that I would be working from 4-9 or 10 every night after work. I had know idea that I would get sick from either fatigue, stress, or both, but I have. I’m glad I got antibiotics when I did, because I’m finally starting to feel better.

I love running, and am so happy that I started this process, but the timing of this race is, and always was piss poor. It was stupid timing and stupid planning on my part.

I feel like I’m letting everyone down.

I know I could go, and run part-maybe even most of it- but that isn’t what I set out to do. I know that it isn’t how it should be, and I know that I will likely push to hard and injure myself because I haven’t been able to get the long runs in that I needed to.

I feel if I write too much more, it will just sound like excuses. So, I think I’m going to just leave it at that. I’ll be running a 10k in the coming months, but right now, my body is begging me to rest and relax, recover and prepare for the upcoming trip.

So that is the deal. I’m not running it. I won’t be surprised if you’re as disappointed as I am, but I hope you will support my decision and will root for me when I run 6.2 after my trip.

Good Night.