Not to worry, the title doesn’t refer to my blog (who was worried?!).  My mini hiatus was the result of my adjustment to my new sleep/work schedule and a need to mull some things over.  Also, my food consumption has been embarrassingly junky recently; Adam and I finished off two pints of Ben and Jerry’s in as many days.

No, the title refers to the upcoming half marathon; I’m out.  I knew it was a possibility going in, but it took a few days for me to make peace with the decision.  I had a 8-miler on the schedule for Sunday and I realize that I just physically wasn’t ready.  Upping my mileage while simultaneously starting a job that requires me to run up and down stairs was just too hard on my knee. 

I love to run and I want to do it for the rest of my life, not push through an injury and make it worse.

If I’m honest with myself, the main reason my knee hurts is because I was lazy with my training plan.  Slacking off and training sporadically meant I was upping my distance without actually getting in shape, a recipe for injury.

I realized I was dreading my workouts, and that’s no fun!  For my joints and my sanity I’m going to scale back to every other day at the gym for a while until I’m actually back in shape (I haven’t really felt like myself since that killer 8 week illness this winter).

I’m sad, but I’m excited.  There are a few local halfs coming up in the fall that I might decide to train for.  I can go on runs that I’m actually looking forward to.  I have a Groupon for a hot yoga study that I’m very nervous and excited about.  The workout scene is my oyster.

Have you ever dropped out of a race you were training for?