Well, at 4am the next day the sky opened up and did not let up until mid morning. So once again, we could not run. My last long run before my marathon turned out to be LAST weekend not this weekend as planned. Oh well. That is how it goes sometimes. 4am is much too early to be upset at the opportunity to get back in bed. This was the first time we struck out twice in a row.
A few hours later I received this incredible text: Good morning. A higher power decided we needed to sit again this morning. You are ready to rock this marathon. I have truly enjoyed this journey thus far. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of it. Be blessed and run on.
That was the perfect answer to a not so perfect plan. I am blessed to have amazing friends to take the journey to marathon running with me. And I am so thankful. Missing my last 10 miler was alright. I will be just fine. God's got me and so do my friends.