NYC half—mishap

Today was supposed to be a pretty big day for me—running wise. I was registered for the NYC half marathon and seeing that I'm training for the NY marathon this coming November, I really needed to get in a long run. But the universe was working against me. My boyfriend went to pick up our numbers yesterday but for some reason, the lady handling the registration wouldn't let him grab mine. This rarely happens. So, my next and only option was to pick up my number by 6am today. This sounds reasonable, right? Except instead of going to bed early like I planned, I met my boyfriend for a drink, which in turn led to two. Still optimistic that I would run in the morning, I set my alarm for 5:00am only to shut it off, fall back asleep, and wake up at 6:07am. Needless to say, I did not run. I spent the morning watching the race coverage on the news, feeling guilty minute by minute. What are you going to do? Hardcore training starts tomorrow. No excuses.