Thank you all for your sweet, encouraging and congratulatory words regarding my PR!!!
My post race review will be coming shortly and I will warn you that I will tell you that despite running the fastest 8K of my life, I ran like a moron. This is not a bad thing, as each race teaches us something about ourselves or our running.
I have even bigger news to announce [no I'm not pregnant with my 4th child]…..drumroll please…[okay I know I'm a geek]….
My number this year is #8625. My previous # was 14843. I went down over 6,000!! My number is fast enough to put my in the 1st wave[there are 3 waves this year for the 1st time - each starting 20 minutes after each other]. Okay so who cares about waves? Well really it doesn’t matter, getting to Boston is what counts. The reason I care is because I used to run 11 minute miles. So to me the wave reminds me that all the runs I went on, all the situps and pushups I did, all the tempos after sleepless nights, all the things I sacrificed, were worth it. My number makes me smile because it says to me Dorothy, hard work pays off.
Are you running Boston? What does your number say to you?
Today I will share the last 24 hours -
For those of you who don’t have kids – I’ll fill you in on something – sleep will become more valuable to you than gold. Some parents get lucky and have kids who sleep through the night at 8 weeks. Me not so much. I’ve been told by people that my kids sleep issues, meaning their lack of sleeping, is somehow my fault. It’s not. Chloe, Miles and Colton take after their mommy and daddy – they are early risers and have way too many things they would rather be doing than sleeping [or so I like to tell myself].
Coffee is my best friend. I dream about it.
For some crazy reason the traffic was insane this morning. Chloe was late to school for the FIRST TIME EVER. I’m a crazy freak when it comes to being on time for things. I was so nervous walking her in to school. It was as if I was 10 years old and was going to be scolded by the teacher. Silly thing was that LOTS of other parents appeared to be late as well. TWO HOURS later baby C, Miles and I were back home. Yes I said two hours. Chloe’s school is less than 20 miles away and it took us 2 hours to get her there and get back home this morning.
Did I mention already that I was exhausted before I even took her?
Here’s the bright light to the day.
Last night before I went to bed I wrote a list of what I wanted to accomplish today and stuck it to the fridge. When I got home I wanted to collapse on the floor and sleep. I didn’t. I got on with the day. I got completely caught up on the dishes, laundry, and ironing. All in between baby snuggles, playtime with Miles and attempting to get caught up on my Bible Study lessons.
When hubby got home I was able to head OUTSIDE for a 6 mile run. I also finally ran with my heart rate monitor for the first time ever. I’ve only owned it for a year so I figured it was about time I figure out how to use it!
Today I am proud of myself for getting all I wanted accomplished, getting in a run, and keeping a positive attitude despite the rocky start to my day and a serious lack of sleep.
What are you proud of yourself for today? Tell us!