Turns out my deferred race entry from Covid-19’s 2020 cancelation for the Irving Marathon is tomorrow.
Barring a 12 and a half hour mad dash road trip, and ignoring all kinds of personal worries and CDC recomenndations, that’s not happening.
Still, I feel dumb for having so messed up my calendar. I guess I need to start looking at that again.
Why does something impossible make me feel so incompetent?
