Cancelled

Yup.  Kevin and I had a great day going to the Guggenheim Museum and Lululemon  on Madison Ave.   Yes, the two go together like peanut butter and jelly, so don't roll your eyes.  Upper East was alive and hopping with no sign of the tragedy going on blocks and miles away.

On our way back to the hotel we were getting some more high carb foods and more cranberry juice when my sister texted about the news.  I had to call her to believe it.  Yup.  She is right all right.    

Tonight I go out for a big juicy steak and relax.  No more guilt and second guessing.  Cancelling  was the right thing to do.  I am just glad that I didn't find out about it until after I had an afternoon serving of bread pudding.... Guilt free.  

I guess I am going to run the Santa Barbara Marathon next weekend.  It will be close to home and guilt free.  The only things I dread are carbo loading and running up Cliff Dr. at mile 22.

For now poor little old me has to hang out in New York City with my best friend and lover for 2 more days.  That is for sure guilt free.  I am glad the trip wasn't cancelled, but in my heart I am glad that the race was.  New York needs to heal.  Sometimes the show just can't go on.