As soon as the girls were asleep I hopped online to check the New York City Marathon 2012 lottery results.
When it was clear that my New York hopes had been dashed I scooted over to Twitter to find lots of friends in the same boat.
Run to Munch wrote a great post about her own shattered dream. I saw it pop into my mailbox as I typed tweety responses to my new friends in the blogosphere.
The running community was busy. It was almost as exciting as the learning the lottery results themselves.
As if the clouds had lifted, the possibilities and choices opened up and the options became limitless.
I had figured I’d run the City of Oaks Marathon should I be Out of New York, but after seeing the hoopla surrounding NYC 2011 (and Boston, oh my) I knew that my next race needed to be bigger than little old Raleigh could provide for me.
Miami 2013 is far enough away that I have time to dream and train, run half marathons as practice, worry, hope and write!
It will be my first weekend away from the children who by then will have just turned five. Time to fly the coop I think. They will be fine, right?
Joanna is in. My great friend Sandra is strongly considering it. Who else? Who else!
I’m dreaming of crossing the finish line already!
Is there anything more exciting than a new dream?