I was supposed to be in Indiana today. I was supposed to be visiting my best friend, spending this crazy weekend known as Little 500 and then going to her graduation in May. I was supposed to be going on a three-week holiday. I was supposed to use the plane ticket that I bought back in January.

But I didn’t.

Next week, my parents are leaving for China for awhile, and they aren’t comfortable with leaving my grandma alone in San Diego. Their insecurity leaves me burdened. They really did not want me to go to Indiana for so long, and I didn’t have the funds to change my return date. I really wanted to go, not so much to Indiana, but to spend time with my best friend and see her graduate. But I know that if I had gone, I would’ve spent every waking moment feeling guilty – guilty about leaving my grandma, about letting my family down, about not doing my duty as a daughter.

So in the end, I picked my family.

Do I feel guilty about not going to see my best friend? Yes. But somehow, I feel less regret. I hope she understands. I hope she realizes that I had every intention of going until a bomb was dropped on my shoulders. I know she’ll understand. After all, she is my best friend.

But I still feel like I let somebody down. This was not a win-win situation, but I’m trying to make the best of it. I’ll see my best friend when she comes home for the summer.

No regrets.

What would you have done? Family or friends first?

Consumption: 1565 calories, 27.3g of fat. Total steps: 10,260 (pedometer not worn on run)

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Workout: Treadmill. Assisted Pull-ups. Smith machine squats.

Ran 4.2 miles in 50 minutes in my Vibrams. I’m slowly starting to work my way up to a 10K. I’m determined to run the 10K without shoes.