Running Drought is Over

 

Yesterday I got up early to take the dog on a walk so that I could get it over and done with instead of dreading it all day.  Of course the dog had a great time and never seemed to get tired.  And because I would eventually like the wonder pup to be my running partner I decided that it was as good a day as any to start running.  I took it slow and didn’t push myself ( but when have I ever?)  And much to my surprise I made it a whole mile.  Pick your jaw up off the floor and swallow the drool hanging from your lip and stuff your tongue back in your face…

I know, blows my mind too.

 

Of course the dog didn’t think that I was moving fast enough for him, he decided to walk me.  Gonna have to work on that…

It was a great game for him, no so much for me.

 

Then all day yesterday I cleaned the house and got ready for the invasion of children that happened later in the evening for this girls 3rd birthday.

 

And that is truly what she asked for.

 

After the party you couldn’t even tell the house ever started as clean.  In fact, I will send them to your home if you need a wrecking service.  Just give me a call to arrange service. 

Granny Panties

 

So it turns out that if you take a few months off and do absolutely nothing in the way of physical fitness and then try to jump back in to said physical fitness like nothing changed, you will be sorely disappointed.  I climbed back on the old scale yesterday and about had a heart attack after falling to the floor in disbelief.  After a short time of cry and rocking myself in the corner whilst sucking my thumb I pulled myself up and put my big girl panties on (literally).  I’m pretty much starting from scratch.  After all that training I did for the Mini I back at physical fitness ground zero.

 

 

So I’m starting with walking.  I’m still too scared to run anyway with my foot pain coming and going.  No matter what, it is 100 times better than in May when I would have taken an amputation to fix the problem.  Besides I have a great partner who has yet to make fun of me and my fat backside.

Me too buddy, me too…

 

After making circles around my house for 30 minutes I got a lesson in how to race trikes. 

 

Don’t worry, no one was hurt during the bike gang extravaganza though I may or may not have tried to show my kids how burn out on the hot wheel.

To busy to write

 

The Olympics is sucking every last spare moment I have.  I have forgone even cleaning to watch.  My husband knows its serious when I don’t clean every day.  I can’t even focus on writing this because there might be some beach volleyball or shot put event on right now.  I gotta go….

Crap,I missed water polo?!?!?!?!?