Today Would Have Been THE Day…

Here we are…December 2nd. I SHOULD have been running a marathon today. A full marathon. 26.2 miles. In Vegas. With all the pretty lights on.

Instead: I’m switched careers and am working a retail job. (And I hurt my foot – but it’s better now).

Ironically, a week ago I was selling shoes, like the good sales(wo)man I am, and a man came in looking at three different pairs of of expensive shoes. All in size 13. Since we were out of almost all the ones he wanted, I spent a good portion of the day calling other Dick’s and looking for the shoes. One was the Nike Run 3. (Beautiful shoe, mind you) however, no one had it. I reported this to the man and then I asked why he was looking for all the new shoes (and he wanted them ASAP).

He proceded to tell me that he was running a marathon in a week and a half. “Which one,” I asked.

“Oh, the Vegas one.”

I gave him my him my best pouty face and told him about how I was SUPPOSED to be doing that race. He did ask why, and I shortly explained my situation and told him I was now going to pout the rest of the day, but then we both laughed it off.

So here’s to you all that are doing the Rock n’ Roll Vegas Strip at Night! I am extremely jealous, but I wish you all a good run! Run hard for me! And I’ll cheer you on (but also be a little jealous at the same time).

Next year, Vegas, next year I’ll be there.