Well, I decided.
That's that, then, for now.
It was hard, but no looking back, right?
Someone asked me today if I thought this whole "running thing" was propelling me to take risks. Ya know what? It totally is.
And that's amazing. Especially for a big scaredy-cat like me.
I'm a little sad about my decision. But I probably would have been sad either way.
I'm trusting that it's not the only such opportunity I'll ever have in my life. And sometimes, the risk is in staying with the hard thing, instead of, well, running away from it.
P.S. Ran my fastest 3 miles this morning: 31:47 (10:35/mile). Cool, huh?