You're Kidding me, Right!?!?!?!?!?

Seriously, this can't be happening. It's 11:30pm. I should be in bed sleeping, getting ready for a 6:30am start time. But I got an email this afternoon that the start time had been pushed to 7:00 due to inclement weather.

And then about 10:30 news came through that they'd cancelled it. I want to cry! I've worked so hard! I ran 13 miles last Saturday! I'm ready! And now they're cancelling it for 1-3 inches of snow. Snow, by the way, which is supposed to stop falling before the thing even begins and the sun is supposed to be out by 9:00am! The lows tonight are only 31! (Granted I chose this race for my first half marathon because I knew that the average temperature in Myrtle Beach in February is 65 & I figured it would be a good one to start with. So yes, this is truly a freak snow storm. But still it's just a little snow people. Suck it up!)

I've run my guts out the last 3 months! I've run in temperatures below 0, in winds of 30 & 40mph. I've run through knee deep snow, slid over miles and miles of ice, forced myself through what seemed like endless speedwork in the depressing solitude of my in-laws basement. I flew 2000 miles with a toddler, drug my husband away from work, finding out somewhere between Dallas & Charlotte that he has to go back to Guam next week. (They wanted him to leave the 18th, but we don't even get back until the 17th, so he convinced them to wait until the 20th.) And now it's all for what?

I mean sure I get to see my family and I've so been enjoying that. That part I love. But I'm still disappointed. I worked so hard to get here, I built this entire trip around this race. I was ready. It hurts. It really does. Now I'm stuck in a hotel room for two days in a city that is completely shut down. We can't even do anything cool like play miniature golf because all of that stuff is shut down because of the snow! UGH! I'm going to go eat cookies and cry now. It's all I can think to do.