Sunday, January 17, 2010
Ya. So I'm missing a little hair. Take it up with my Mom.
This kid just CRACKS. ME. UP! I wanna gobble him up. He's so sweet. Every couple of weeks I send him to school with a lunchbox love note. He's always liked them...A LOT! Usually it's a mushy note written on a tough Transformer or Bakugan pic, but this week I made the mistake of sending one on a heart with a teddy bear. Boy, did his friends make fun of him around the lunch table!! I sure heard about it! However, this boy loves his mama and after I tried to console him that they were all just jealous they weren't getting their own mama love notes, I said I would quit doing it. Not more than a second went by before he said "no mama. it's ok. keep sendin' 'em"
It's been so long since I really have posted much of anything. My brain goes from feeling dried up and empty to having too much stuff to say that I can't get it out because I've got so many thoughts flying around.
I guess I'll start with this and see where it leads. During my run today I was really down.
The day started good. I got up and while I was waking up with the kids I did a bunch of stretches for my legs and then Mai and I worked on some stretching of things we had never really thought about stretching before... Like our psoas. Mmmm.. feels so good!
So when I headed out for my 5 miler, I was pretty encouraged that I had done everything I needed to do. I had tried to do it on the treadmill yesterday and stopped at 2 miles from the tendonitis pain (no stretching beforehand). I figured if I headed outside today, at least I would get two miles in and not be able to stop from the pain - I would have to make it back home and couldn't just jump of the treadmill. So off I went - hoping for 5 miles but knowing that I would at least get four.
THE ONLY muscle I forgot to stretch in my whole body were my shins. By about 3/4 mile in, you would have found me up kneeling on a bus stop bench trying to work out the cramps. At 1.6 miles in, you would have found me at the park on a different bench, working on them again. Less than a half mile later you would have found me kneeling on the side of the road in the pouring rain and mud, stretching stretching stretching and wondering how long it would take me to get home at this rate.
Ok, so much for a short and sweet story. I might as well finish this.
So I finally get to the 3 mile mark and all of sudden I realized just how DOWN I was. I couldn't believe it. What is wrong with me? This is not a big deal. It is SO not a big deal. So maybe I don't get to run the Eugene marathon. Maybe I do. Maybe running is not in the books for me this year.
Time will tell.
It's just NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL. Enjoy the rain falling on my face. Enjoy that today I feel in control of bad habits, but that I don't feel controlled by perfectionism. Enjoy that the music on my ipod is so much fun and better yet...
why don't I just throw my hands up skyward and say THANK YOU for this day!! Which I did. I figured enough people had wondered if they should stop to help me when I was doing child's pose on the road that a little hands in the air, no one would care.
So I leave you with this thought today. Enjoy it all. Be thankful for what you DO have and be thankful that the rest of it...well, it's just not that big of a deal.
Posted by A Prelude To... at 4:02 PM