If nothing else, my recent injuries and illness have given me time to reflect. Lots of it. Too much of it, I'm afraid, because now I'm rethinking my goals.
Do I really want to try and qualify for Boston this year? Maybe I should wait until I am 60, and then I just have to run a 4:30. Of course, at 60 that's going to still be quite an accomplishment. Bottom line, Boston isn't easy. That's why it's cool. Training will suck no matter my age.
I'd love to run an ultra. I'd like to take to the trails. I want to get muddy while I race, and I want to see what I can do. More good goals. Can't do them all at once.
Problem is, I'm not 100% yet, so any decision I make is going to be on the cautious side. The confidence of a month ago is replaced with thoughts that maybe I'm not up for this. We all get those.
So I won't decide. I'll wait. I'll get healthy. I'll start training again. And then we'll see.
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