My Grandmother died on January 26th – almost two weeks after I arrived in Indiana to be with her. Watching her die was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, but it was an honor to with her until the end. Rest in peace, Grandma. I will miss you.
It was terribly cold and snowy in Indiana. I was away from my family and home for over two weeks; two weeks doesn’t seem like long until you are away from your family and home. In the snow. And single degree temperature cold. Sitting in a hospital room nearly 24-hours a day. Missing marathon workouts and eating Midwestern-style food – you know the tasty kind of food that is full of starch and fat that makes your heart sing sweet lullabies to your cardiologist? And then deposits six pounds of blubber or back side while you aren’t looking.
Then, when you come home to Texas. Warm, warm Texas. It snows. And ices. And you are trapped inside the house for another week because sunny and warm Texas isn’t equipped for snow and ice. At least this time had my family with me. And my treadmill.
I’ve lost 4.8 of those 6 pounds. Now, I only have 15.2 more to go. I call that additional 15.2 pounds, my gas fat. That is what I’ve gained since fighting the gas drilling development in our community. It isn’t pretty, but somebody had to gain it. It’s a sacrifice I made for the good of all humankind. You can thank me later. Then buy me a bikini when I take over the world.
Now. Let’s get back to business. Nearly three weeks of Cowtown training and three crucial long runs went bye-bye. I can’t make up for that loss, so I’m picking up where I left off. We will see what happens.
In the meantime, while we yearn for warmth and open-toed shoe season, take a look at what Runner Shoesan purchased. Yeah, they’re tall, but how else do you expect me to keep up with Kenza?
1. So sorry about your grandmother. So good you were able to be there.
2. The weight will come off.
3. The shoes are FA-BU-LOUS! Wear them and tell the world you’re in charge.
Glad you’re back. Look forward my lovely friend!
If the shoes fit, wear ’em.
For Cowtown I am not training at anything above 16 miles, so we can crash together.
Susan, my thoughts are with your family after the loss of your grandmother. I am glad that she’s in peace now.
I am sure that you will do fabulous at Cowtown. No worries! 🙂
Once again, I’m sorry about your grandma. I know what you mean about it being an honor. It’s so true.
I also lost 3 weeks of training and gained weight. It seems like a trend. It’s now time to get our training back on track and lose those unwanted lbs.
Love the shoes. Recently, I got some sweet boots that I know you would approve of. I’m so not the heel kinda gal. These are no VFFs for sure. But I think I could have some fun in them.
Finally, bring the warm weather back. I need it to be warm when I fly over in March.
Ah, no. We haven’t got any Midwestern-style food down here 😉 Best of luck with dumping the GF. It could be worse… you could be like those poor sods in that town on top of the coal mine fire.
Susan,
I’m so sorry about your grandmother. Mine passed away a few months ago, and it is a hard loss. My thoughts are with you.
I consider 3 weeks of no training a nice taper!
Carilyn