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It's late and I should be going to bed. By 'late' I mean it's 9:45, technically I should have been in bed by now. My alarm is set for 4:15 so I can go to the gym before getting to work at 7 a.m. I'm tired and I just got back home after leaving this morning at 5:15 a.m.

I don't have any profound thoughts today. It's been a tough week at work and on top of that I saw the orthopedist and she told me that I shouldn't run the myrtle beach marathon, or the 15k this weekend, or the half marathon next weekend. My plan is to go to all of the packet pickups and get my frikkin shirts that I paid for. Normally I am determined to not follow the kind of advice that involves the words 'no running' or 'don't run'. But physically,right now, I am unable to run. For the first time in 3 years I have an injury that I can't run through. It really puts a hurting on my belief that I am invincible.

I've had musical montages go through my head of me running. Running outside, running on the treadmill, running in races, running the marathon. I have mixed feelings about the marathon. I still want to do myrtle beach but on the other hand I have to wonder, was it worth it? I ran 26.2 miles and I haven't run since. If I could go back I'd have to think really hard about whether the accomplishment was worth the aftermath. I miss the runners high, I miss how relaxed I feel after a run. It could be 6 to 8 weeks before I have to start all over again. How difficult is that going to be?

In the end though, I think about all the stories that I've read of people who have been hit by cars, or had their legs blown off in Afghanistan only to come back and run marathons, or do Ironmans. I guess in the end my measly shin splints/stress fractures are mild in comparison. I'm trying to look at the bright side but it's going to be a long road to recovery. Wish me luck eh???