A rough few weeks took a turn for the worse this week when my long time personal trainer friend and I decided we had both experienced enough frustration to call it quits. I would have hung on for a few more weeks, perhaps, and we might have ended things amicably over a beer instead of in a string of not so pleasant emails and texts, but the ending would have been the same. It is time for both of us to move on.
So instead of happily, anxiously preparing this week for my upcoming half marathon goal race tomorrow, I have been frustrated, angry, sad, and obsessing about what happened to our relationship over the last month. I have lots of theories and ideas, but in the end, it is as it is with most relationships-we both changed, and we were not going in the same direction.
So for the first time in 3 years I will be running coach-free tomorrow.
No matter what happens tomorrow, this race signifies a new beginning: 3 yrs since my running life began, over 50 races in the books (6 of which are half marathons) and in spite of the scariness of starting over with someone new to guide me, I never imagined I would be where I am today, so who knows what is in store for the future. I have learned these things:
Never say never…
You can do more than you think you can…
And when things get tough, it helps to have someone who believes in you more than you believe in yourself.