First off - my sister had another wonderful baby - and a new member of my Packers offensive line, her fifth son, Thomas Seeker Verhaalen. If he proves as tough in the future as he did coming into this world, he's all-star (and he is, anyway!).
So, to run it down: I'm directing the women's run next year (with heavy help -thanks Sally#1); I'll probably run another marathon; my nephew, Thomas Seeker Verhaalen, was born the Saturday of the women's run and is now doing well; HIPPA prevents me from disclosing the other stuff
It's been a tough week or sotwothree. And, so, I engage my yoga breath and focus on the present, mostly. Last Saturday, I ran a delightful running tour of the Jefferson and Monticello neighborhoods. Afterward, we watched a car careen into a tree and take off.
But, here's the running/walking tour group after the very interesting tour
I experienced awful leg cramps for the last mile - in equal parts, perhaps, due to HOT HUMID temps, long run, improper prepartion on my part, and the new medical crap. In any event, I made it, but had to wait and wait for the cramps to calm before I could drive home. (And, after, that, when Simba was settling down for her much-loved atop-Sally's-hip-post-run nap on the couch, my legs kept cramping, disturbing her sleep, and she gave up on my nap -- then I did the same).
So, today I tried to hydrate heavily, wear sexy compression socks all day, and make it to the Muertitos time trial - to run it easy. It was over 100 degrees, but I managed NOT to cramp, but take some crazy run pics.
Next week is worse - schedule-wise (overtime), weather-wise (all triple-temps), and distance-wise (40 miles or so). But, no more new nephews forecasted, Tommy is doing well, and I'll get to meet him in October. So, it will all be good.
Thanks to Ceci, the Verhaalens, & SA Office of Historic Preservation for the pics.