In July of '09, the story of a couch-sitting, laptop-addicted, disc-herniated mom attempting to run a marathon began. I needed to move, I needed an adventure, I needed something to write about, and boy oh boy, did I get it.
And I almost completed my journey -- the inspiration for the book I've been working on. But now I won't be running a marathon on June 6. So, my story stops? Or continues?
I am not injured, but I almost am. So I have to take it easy, do some bike riding at the gym, maybe swimming. Someday, I'll get my marathon.
The plot thickens? Or, the book dies?