My very nasty cold/itchy sore throat/horrible sneezy mucousy mess is finally over (mostly), and while I was recovering I got to lie in bed for several days and watch the entire first season of Heroes.
The day after I recovered, my Mom, Sister Runner Amy and her sweet and adorable kids arrived from Indiana for a visit. We’ve had a great time swimming, playing cowboy and hanging out just doing family things. They left this morning and I miss them already.
I did some running too, with Amy, for the first time in a week. And I felt great – better than great, I was climbing hills like crazy – mile 1 was 9:40. This really surprised me because I was expecting to keel over and die after mile one. I didn’t and I suspect it has something to do with the plyometric leg torture I’ve been doing twice a week for the past two months.
I missed my long run again and my marathon is on February 17th. For some reason I’m not worried and I know I should be. I feel really strong and I hope that feeling isn’t misconstrued due to the fact that I’ve been walking around in a NyQuil induced coma for several days.
I’m constipated; my house has been 2 and 4-year-oldized. Throw in a puppy and you got yourself one hell of a madhouse – and contrary to popular belief, I am not a neat freak. I just like things picked up, wiped off, void of fingerprints, paw prints, and stuff put in its rightful place. And that doesn’t make me a neat freak, it makes me special – in all the wrong ways. It’s not that bad when things are out of place, it just makes Aunt Suzie constipated. But constipated in a good and loving way. The kids are really sweet and love their Aunt Suzie, so that makes it all worthwhile.
I’ve registered for the Cowtown Marathon, which is February 23rd – SIX days after I run the Austin Marathon. I know I can run both IF I don’t have blisters from Austin. I’m currently working on a blister-free marathon plan. Feel free to pass along any suggestions.