Originally written October 2024
In Kenny Rogers’ hit song The Gambler, there’s a line that goes, “know when to walk away, know when to run.”
I’m pretty sure my situation wasn’t what the song had in mind, but right now, it resonates.
I’ve decided to walk away from the Adelaide Marathon.
Or, more accurately, not run it.
I’m disappointed because Adelaide was supposed to be my A race for the season. But with everything going on, racing this Sunday simply doesn’t make sense.
Physically, I’m not ready.
After a series of health setbacks, my muscles just aren’t recovering the way they normally do. Yesterday’s race confirmed it. I struggled far more than I expected.
There was a time when I could run 32 kilometres and feel reasonably recovered the next day. Lately, even a 10-kilometre run can take several days to recover from.
My legs aren’t injured.
They’re simply tired.
And then there’s study.
I have two quizzes this week, followed by an invigilated maths and numeracy quiz next week where I need a perfect score to pass the unit. The day after I was supposed to return from Adelaide, I start residential school, with work placement coming up next month.
Something has to give.
And this time, it’s the marathon.
There will always be another Adelaide. Right now, my priorities are getting through my studies and giving my body the chance to recover properly.
When I look at the bigger picture, though, I really can’t complain.
Despite all the health setbacks, it has still been a great running season. I completed four full marathons, two half marathons and a relay.
That’s hardly a failed season.
Sometimes endurance isn’t about pushing through regardless.
Sometimes it’s recognising that continuing would cost more than stopping.
So for now, I’m walking away.
But knowing me, it probably won’t be long before I’m running again. 
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