Here's what's been going on in our running world:
We are thankfully uninjured at the moment. Todd had a minor (almost major) eye injury last week when a squirrel knocked a twig out of the tree. The twig fell through his safety sunglasses and ended up scratching his cornea. Any deeper and he would have had permanent damage. Close call. And bizarre running injury.
It's getting hard. I ran 16 miles (a personal distance record for me) this last Saturday. This week is "easy" only 12 miles.
I never thought I would be at a point where 12 miles seemed easy.
I have a bunion. And a new podiatrist. And new shoes with new inserts.
I've discovered Bonk Breaker Bars. Which will get me (and my diabetes) through a marathon.
I have needed the support of my running team more than I thought I would.
I've made amazing new friends. And so have my kids.
I've discovered and love ice baths.
I've done hundreds of loads of sweaty laundry.
I can't find headphones that fit my ears.
I use Body Glide and Aquiphor like it's going out of style.
I need to get (and try out) salt pills.
I need to eat more and not worry about it. (Seriously, no one wants to gain weight while training, but you can't run this long and far and watch calories.)
I have found Yin (or is it Yen) Yoga and am in love.
I've found a new favorite band to run to: Mumford and Son's. (And apparently tickets to their Chicago show were around $200 each, completely sold out and impossible for my sweet and thoughtful husband to get.)
55 degrees is the most perfect weather to run in. 85 is not. But running 7 miles with Carson in 85 degrees made us both very proud of ourselves when were were finally done.
I'm more tired on rest days than on running days.
I haven't figured out how to carry a glucometer with me. Not sure I will bother. I may just give several meters to our fan club and hope we see someone some during the races. If not, Vanilla GU will fix any blood sugar issue.
I'm sick of Vanilla GU.
The treadmill isn't so bad when you run with a friend.
Putting on the "Coach Mom" hat stresses me out. But I wouldn't trade running with Carson for the WORLD.
3 runners in the family is expensive. I consider it to be a preventive medical expense. Really. And I would much rather spend money on amazing life experiences than stuff at Target. Even though I really love Target.
I have learned how to run with a handheld water bottle. And switch hands.
It takes an entire day to clean up the mess in the house after our Saturday morning runs. It looks like a bomb went off in the house Every. Single. Saturday.
I no longer feel guilty about having coffee at 3pm.
Sometimes when I run, I hear my friend and coach Jen cheering me on saying "You can do it!" And sometimes I hear my kids voices saying "GO MOM GO" I need that.
Here's a link to a video I love. And I can't wait for race day!
Ugh, Trying to get this video to work -- will try to figure it out later.