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Congential Heart Defect Warriors
James had been hit with the stomach bug Saturday night and well lets just say Dan and I have yet to avoid it once it hits James. A week later I have finished somewhere in the realm of 40 loads of laundry, learned how to remove grape juice puke stains from couches, cleaned out nook and crannie of the house I never even knew existed, and cloroxed everything that could possibly be touched by human hands. I doubt my house has ever been this clean.
|a beautiful day to play outside|
Its a wonder I managed to get in as many miles as I did, but I guess 4:00 am wake-up calls help with that. So my training seemed to stagnate as I approached my first race of the season. I had no idea what to expect in such a short race and now I really had no idea how I would even hold up to attempting to run fast. Plus I also had to do something to salvage my weekly miles which meant getting decent runs on Friday and Saturday before the race.
|First race as a PI Champion Team member|
|a Toddler 2 tantrum...|
This week James also moved up to Toddler 2! Its a transition room for preschool so I've been excited about it but also nervous to see how he would do. They would finally start working on potty training with him. Which I knew he would need a week or so to adjust to going at school, but I guess I just wasn't ready to hear he wouldn't go at all. It's just frustrating. I also knew it would be a rough week since he was still getting over being sick and would have to adjust to a new room and new teachers. Granted he knew all these teachers and had been sneaking into the T2 room lately, but still it's different being a part of it. Overall though James did great. He sat at the table to eat (this is a big deal because in Toddler 1 they had to corner him into the table to make sure he would stay there), he went on walks and learned about groundhogs day, gravity and ice. Well at least according to the sheet I got at the end of the week that's what they learned. Its tougher dropping him off in this room though when the other kids all call him by name and come up to me to tell me about their day. They're all twice the size of him and eat with forks and just so many things I feel like James isn't doing yet. He'll get there I know. I feel like that's my mantra these days. But with every room we move up the distance between James and his peers seems to grow. And so we had some growing pains this week. One of Liza Howard's posts rang true with me this week as she talked about pain as well. And so I'll drink water and keep running so that I can keep moving forward.
When my life disintegrated over a decade ago, I wrote a group of NOLS friends for comfort. One of them, an African from Tanzania, told me to make sure to drink water. Reading his email, I almost smiled. What a useless thing to advise someone in my situation. And yet, in retrospect, it’s as good advice as any. Words don’t fix anything. They don’t soothe a loss. There is nothing that can be said and nothing that can be done.
You simply keep living, and you try to make peace with the pain.
The only real use of running ultramarathons is that they allow us to practice endurance. They ask us to tolerate adversity and uncertainty. We keep moving forward despite physical and emotional pain. And we hope the exercise gives us the grace and fortitude to do the same through life’s actual trials. - Liza Howard
Week Feb 2 - 8
Miles Running: 41.7
Hours Hiking and Running: 6.25
Tuesday: 7 miles early early AM; warmup, hill sprints 30 sec, 1 min, 2 min, 1 min, 30 sec, x2, cool down
Wednesday: 6 miles early early AM
Friday: 8 miles easy
Saturday: 7 miles moderate, feeling better
Sunday: 13.4 miles; Ralston Creek Half Marathon
|Leadville videos...how we handle the stomach flu|
|I swear it's like spring...more beautiful days in Colorado|
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