I've been gone quite a bit over the last several days. I was in Colorado on Friday and Saturday, and then yesterday I began a week-long seminar during the business hours in Toledo. I come home every evening at about 5:30, depending upon the traffic from Toledo to home.
Today, at our family dinner at a restaurant after my day away, Maia began expressing her opinions about my absence. She said "Mama, I miss you so much I can't hold it. I want to sit in your lap so that my whole self is with you. How long will it be until you'll be with me all day? [Commence with kisses all over my arm.] Promise not to wash this arm until you're all done with your class, okay?"
Heart melting. The rest of the week will pass by so s-l-o-w-l-y after that.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Monday, June 06, 2011
Our 10K run
When I say "our," I really do mean us. I am referring to Brian's support and insistence that I get out and run and just get the job done (I think of this kind of encouragement as two-steps: 1) stop whining and just do it, followed by 2) I'm so very proud of you). I am referring to Maia's "Go MOMMMMMMYYYYYY!" yells as I crossed the finish line, and her own enthusiasm for running races herself. I'm referring to my sister Katie's determined support, running with me every step of the way at a pace surely much slower than her usual. She provided me with tips on form and suggestions for how to mentally prepare for the hill that was just around the bend, as well as how to approach the power run across the finish when I had just the fumes of my energy reserves left.
My time didn't matter. It didn't matter that my pace, at times, was barely faster than a brisk walk. What mattered is that I ran over five out of 6.2 miles with very little real training, and that my sister helped me to do it. I can't thank her enough. It was very, very cool to join 8,000 people in 80-degree sun for the simple purpose of feeling my feet pound over 6.2 miles of Huron-riverside pavement.
I'm at a place now with my running, it appears, at which I can run a full 5K with almost no preparation. It wouldn't be a personal best time or anything like that, but I could run the whole way and finish it. So, in order to challenge myself and keep up my post-Eli physical conditioning, I have to work towards faster 5K times or full 10K runs with no walking. Ultimately, my goal is to run a half-marathon during the 2012 calendar year (perhaps Chicago's in October?).
My time didn't matter. It didn't matter that my pace, at times, was barely faster than a brisk walk. What mattered is that I ran over five out of 6.2 miles with very little real training, and that my sister helped me to do it. I can't thank her enough. It was very, very cool to join 8,000 people in 80-degree sun for the simple purpose of feeling my feet pound over 6.2 miles of Huron-riverside pavement.
I'm at a place now with my running, it appears, at which I can run a full 5K with almost no preparation. It wouldn't be a personal best time or anything like that, but I could run the whole way and finish it. So, in order to challenge myself and keep up my post-Eli physical conditioning, I have to work towards faster 5K times or full 10K runs with no walking. Ultimately, my goal is to run a half-marathon during the 2012 calendar year (perhaps Chicago's in October?).
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