When you work so hard to accomplish a goal that you fail to meet.
All you can do is beat yourself up and tell yourself that you are a loser when you shouldn't.
Why am I doing this to myself? I did the right thing on Sunday.
If I didn't stop at mile 14 who knows what could have happened to me! I was one of the lucky ones taken to Baylor Medical Center in Dallas that day... all I needed was two bags of IV fluids and I was released.
I may have not made it to the finish line back in Victory Plaza... but I guess at least I still have a lifetime of marathons left... I mean i'm only 24!
It's tough... very tough I tell ya!
This healing process will take alot of time to get through.
As the cover of my current journal states "Go confindently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imagined."
More to come...