If you live near Boston you have a spot for Patriot’s Day. Our spot for the past ten years has been just past mile 10 outside Natick town center.
The girls and I spent 3 hours there today cheering the wheelchair athletes, the professional athletes, the disabled athletes and all the other types of athletes out there today running their dream.
Maybe some day I’ll be at mile 10 cheering one of my girls. You never know.
Here are some photos that capture the day and the mood at the greatest race in the world. Continue reading
A much welcomed return to normal in training this week. Lots of sun and randomly warm weather led to lots of runs outside. I couldn’t help myself. I also made it back in the pool, albeit briefly, but the shoulder feels good two days later, so I’ll call that a success. Nine weeks until the triathlon. One week left in the build block, then 8 weeks of final sharpenin ….Some notes on the rest of the week.
After all the excitement last weekend with the invading hordes for the birthday party, this Saturday felt downright quiet. Make no mistake, it was still busy and exhausting, but not on the same level as last weekend. I didn’t need wine to survive or to crawl up the stairs to bed at the end of the night.
After Cecilia’s “official” birthday on Thursday, we still had some birthday business to attend to, plus with Easter today and a First Communion next weekend, there was plenty on the to-do list. But we started, where else…on the couch….with some Full House. This episode involved a pig for some reason.
Some thrillers, a science fiction mystery, a non-fiction memoir about a botanist and a business how-to book (in-progress). Not a bad haul for my March reading. Lab Girl was the true stand out and if you are into sci-fi, I might recommend Six Wakes, but none of the thrillers really rose to the level of recommendation. The hunt continues….keep reading people…..
Twenty years ago I could lace up my shoes and get out for a run without any serious repercussions. There was no thought of nutrition, no warm up. There wasn’t much thought beyond, “Let’s go for run.”
Those days are long over. Today, I rarely roll out of bed without some ache or pain nagging at me to notice it. Some of those aches are just age, but when the chorus gets too loud, I know I’ve probably been neglecting my pre- and post-run routines.
This past week was one of those occasionally strange weeks that I’m learning to live with as part of having this condition. I’m still not totally sure what threw me off kilter, but I did. Elevated resting heart rate. Some extra fatigue. Fantastic stomach ache for a few days. I just took some extra meds, waited it out and tried to be patient. The body knows what it needs and is pretty good at getting back in balance if you give it time and space ….Some notes on the rest of the week.
This was not a normal Saturday. Not when there is an 8th birthday party planned. You could feel the energy and anticipation crackling in the air before the sun was even up. Or Dad, for that matter.
Cecilia’s real birthday is not until next week, as she will most certainly remind you, but yesterday was the party. It was an emoji pajama party at the house, replete with an emoji-themed craft and a movie (Sing). Plus, ice cream cake, pizza and all the natural energy that a house full of 7 and 8 year old girls bring. Thank god, we have a basement that was able to contain most of it.
Before the afternoon party however, there was breakfast, party planning, party cleaning, party errands, party prep and another birthday party to attend. But we still started as we always do…..Full House re-runs and some couch time.