I thought this night would be different.
I thought a lot of things about this weekend.
I was running around Friday night at a race expo hanging out with my runner friends and back at home my pup was leaving us.
When I got the news Saturday evening it was tough. Me and T sat there crying. It was hard to believe that little guy would not be waiting for us when we got home. It hurt. I felt like it was my fault.
When you train for a marathon and race in general you make some sacrifices. I missed things this season, I spent time away from the family, but never did I imagine this would happen. I blamed myself and just hid under the covers for the rest of the night.
I really considered heading home that night and just saying eff it. I missed my dog and I felt like just hiding out for awhile. Then my sister called. She was on her way from Boston driving after taking tests for school, she was due to arrive at midnight! She told me I had worked so hard for this and I had to do it, and she would be there to kick my ass if needed. And you all online here on twitter, kept encouraging me to do it and make me feel better. I appreciated it all.
I decided I had to do it obviously I had come so far and trained so hard all for this day. I decided I would not let Benny down and run my heart out for him.
Benny you were such a big part of our family and you will be missed greatly.