since crossing the finish line, it feels like the bottoms come out.
i know that’s super dramatic but, post marathon depression is a thing, and it blows.
with no real goal in site i feel like I’m drifting.
i feel bloated and like meals don’t even have the same purpose
i don’t know what to write about
i think my parents are worried- they are urging me to sign up for another marathon. clearly my aimlessness is palpable. its probably not normal to always need to be training for a race.
i mean, clearly i know that there will be a time in my life where i am not marathon training, and there should be other things that bring me joy. but. at the moment. all i see is the daunting holiday season approaching and a feeling of discontent that’s making it impossible for me to sit still.
so new goals!?
i am pretty sure i’m signing up for the Marseille Marathon, March 19. a friend of mine is running it, and despite the fact that he will be running a full HOUR faster than me…it will be great to have his guidance and be on the course at the same time.
this will be a goal race for me, to run in 3:59. i think i can do it. i’m researching training plans.
i need to shake this.