A journal of my insane decision to run a marathon (or two, or make that four?, no wait... five?)
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Skipped the Trail Race to take care of sick puppy
(This photo was taken of Riley on his first birthday, two days ago.) I had registered to run the XTERRA Pig Trail 10K race this morning in Macon. I set out my clothes, water bottle, gels, shoes, etc. last night and set my alarm clock for 4:30 a.m. I would need to leave home by 5 a.m. to give me plenty of time to make it to the race location before it began, even if I made a wrong turn. I fell asleep on the couch with Riley last night. He was cuddling between coughs and I didn't have the heart to move. I set my cell phone alarm in case I couldn't hear the alarm clock in the bedroom. Riley slept restlessly and each time he woke, his cough sounded worse. Through the night I wondered if I should stay home with him instead of going to the race. What if he coughs up whatever is stuck and it causes more damage? When I got up at 4:30 a.m., completely exhausted from not sleeping well with Riley, his cough was even worse. I decided a 10K race located two hours away, meaning I'd be gone all morning, was just not worth the risk since he's not feeling well. So I turned off the alarm clocks and laid back down. Although I was really looking forward to that trail race, I was just too worried about him for it to have been enjoyable. There are plenty of other trail races in the future; taking care of our puppy is my top priority for the day.
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