Day 3,661 —a Different World—

The sky was dark this morning, and I am still reeling from my adventure yesterday. How did it all go wrong so quickly? Looking at my time, it was the last two miles where the wheels really came off. That should have been the time I was recovering from going slow, but instead I continued to feel worse. Yet, I cannot be mad at myself I did my best, and I didn’t give up. 

          Looking at my different appearance at the GO St. Louis race through the years always makes me feel like I am a completely different person now, and I am living in a different world. It is similar to the one I lived in ten years ago, but at the same time, it feels strange.