Right now my legs should be moving in rhythm through the rugged and barren landscape of the four corners area of western New Mexico. Instead, I am sitting on the couch.
Four months ago I started training for the Shiprock Marathon that is taking place this morning. I ran about 400 miles in preparation, ate well, did all the work.
On my last long training run, I reinjured my ankle. I thought about doing the half marathon, but yesterday I realized that I would not even be able to do that well. At best I would drive home frustrated; at worst I would drive home injured.
So here I sit. Wondering where I go from here. Time to rebuild again, time to dream again.