I heard this song on Monday.
I laughed and then I cried (sort of).
I dreamed of and trained for a BQ.
But, I did not reach my goal in Chicago.
Leah and I ran together for 12 miles.
But, then she ran on and I walked alone.
It was a Boulevard of Broken Dreams.
But, I have not given up on my goal.
I will try to BQ one more time...
Last year, I was caught in a tweet and run.
Sunday, I was caught in a walk and marathon.
I may not have reached my goals,
but I finished with my 2nd fastest time.
Nike Plus was way off again.
Although, it felt like 27.7 miles!
Did you run the Chicago Marathon?
Did you meet your race goals?
How do you cope with disappointment?