No matter how long I am out with this injury, no matter if I qualified for Boston or not, no matter if I dropped out of a race, I am STILL a runner. Two things that solidified that this morning:
1. Thanks to the nicest race director ever, I am now 2nd place winner in the half marathon. Now THAT is a good sight to see.
I hope this doesn't ruffle any feathers with the other half marathon runners (or runners in general)... I totally didn't mean to! I just didn't see my name on the finish results AT ALL, since I didn't hand in my bib number at the end. I thought it would be cool to see my results displayed for the half since that's what I really did well in. I'm pretty sure I won't be getting any prizes, but if I do I will politely decline.
2. I found myself staring at...um...myself? On one of my favorite NYC Instagram accounts this morning. Pretty surreal. I live in New York City!! I'm on a well known Instagram account!!! I look like a cool runner!! Someone creepily shot this photo of me in the trees???!! I'm someone's bae???!!!
Unless this photographer's "bae" has identical running clothes and body type as me, then well... I'm 100% sure that's me. Ha. What an awesome shot! I asked the photographer for the high resolution version via email, hopefully he'll be nice and send it :) This was obviously from a loooong time ago (like really long, I haven't done a run on the boardwalk in a couple months, nor have I worn my compression socks on a run in a couple months - another reason I probably got injured, oops).