Great Expectations

My 15 year old daughter came home from school with a monster sized book in her hand and announced that she had to read a “seriously boring” book called Great Expectations for her English Literature class.  I normally try to be a positive, encouraging mom – but I couldn’t disagree with her.  Not only does Great Expectations sound “seriously boring”, but it looks like it will take forever for her to get through that thing.  So the best I could come up with is: “I think Grandpa Tom liked that book.”  Which is code for:  “Please don’t make me listen to you talk about Great Expectations.  Discuss it with Grandpa Tom instead.”  Mom of the Year, I know.

Anyway, at least it got me thinking of a title for a blog post! 🙂

I have Great Expectations for myself at Phoenix.  The training cycle is going well.  It’s so different than any training I’ve done before, so that alone may be the boost that I need for a break through marathon.  But – not to be a negative Nelly – it may not be.  The reality of marathoning is that I may blow up in Phoenix.  Or the weather may not cooperate.  Or I may get sick. Or any number of things may interfere with my Great Expectations.  That’s not being negative or pessimistic – it’s reality.  I will still be hoping for the best and giving it my all.  But sometimes our Great Expectations are dashed.

Those of you who have been following my blog for any length of time know that I’m a big believer in things working out the way they are meant to be.  If you would have asked me 20 years ago if I would imagine myself divorced and sharing custody of my two teenagers and my cavalier with my Ex, I’d have said “No Way”.  Of course not.  I had Great Expectations.  I planned on being married forever, having 3 kids and NO dogs.  But life doesn’t always work out the way we plan.  And there is a reason for it.  I’m in a place with my life today that, although I didn’t imagine being here, I now can’t imagine NOT being here.  Right where I am.  Things work out.

So if the Running Gods dash my Great Expectations in Phoenix on March 2nd, it’ll be ok. C‘est la vie.

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