I visited Youngest’s classroom today for a Mother’s Day Tea and Poetry reading. We were pampered with loads of attention and refined sugar. It was delightful.
(Preferred title: Becky’s build-a-butt workshop. However, I didn’t want to scare anyone away.)
I cannot tell you how nice it was to wake up early for a race, but not to have to actually run in it.
In a future post I will discuss what will come next as far as my running pursuits, but for now I am finding loads of things to mark off my to-do list.
All week long I have felt selfish even thinking about running or my marathon recovery.
I could sit around for weeks trying to process the events of April 15, trying to remember every detail, trying to bring into focus so many fuzzy moments that too easily fade into the background. But I want to share this now, before it becomes a distant memory, before life goes back to its normal, [...]
Last week I was busy putting in some easy miles and minding my own business when my right leg suddenly reared its ugly head. The day was unusually hot, so I thought it would be wise to take a walking break to regroup a bit mentally. I heard a voice behind me calling, “Girl, I [...]
Miles: 66 Speed work: 4 minutes on/ 2 minutes off, easy 10K time trial Taper tantrums: 2
Yesterday I made sure to impress everyone at Easter Mass with my capri-pants and running-sock-striped-running-tanned legs.