I had a very long week with Ian’s tonsillectomy recovery last week. Now I have to go back to work and start cooking dinners again. Which also means I have not gone to the store for actual groceries for a while, which means I have nothing to cook tonight.
It’s a good thing the grocery store has those already roasted chickens!
Sorry, another running post, when I know you were looking for something crafty.
I haven’t had time for new crafts, but I keep trying to run. Because you can all see the countdown on the side bar. My big race is coming soon!
My cousin and I made a big leap on Saturday morning. We ran 10 miles.
Yep I said. 10 miles.
OK. I didn’t really run all ten miles, but I completed 10 miles. And that’s just as good.
Here’s how it went:
D wanted to run on Sat morning with another of her running friends A (who brought H with her). D wanted to meet at 6, that’s six in the morning. I got it all worked out for who had kid duty so I could make the run. Then she says let’s meet at 5:30 so she could go to dragon boat practice downtown at 9 a.m. I know, she’s crazy!
But I agreed to meet at 5:30. Who’s crazy now?
We all met and started our run. Since I don’t have Sid and his stroller with me I had to put my water and snack in a little back pack (not the best idea). There was no way I could do 9-10 miles on 16 ounces of water. I was happy I had all the water, but later in the day my back hurt.
At first I’m running along at pace with them when I realize I am running too fast. And by too fast, I do mean too fast for me. Since my lung sickness I can’t run faster than a 12 min/mile or my lungs will explode.
These ladies were running slow for us, but they were probably about a 10 min/mile (or so, I’m just guessing). The first time I had to slow down and walk to take a drink they politely stopped and waited for me. I told them, don’t worry I’ll catch up.
At about 4.5 miles we all stopped for a break, because that’s where the rest room was. After mile 5 I had to stop and clip a toenail because it had cut into the toe next to it and was starting to hurt.
I ended up walking about half of mile six. I had decided I needed the break and I told myself at mile 7 I would run the remaining three miles. Because three miles is easy.
The other three ladies stopped at mile 7 for a break and for me to catch up. At which point D and I told A & H to go on ahead and we would see them back at the cars.
That was the longest three miles of my life. After about a mile I look up and see the bridge that, not only do we have to get to, but we have to pass.
OH MY GOD! I’M NEVER GONNA MAKE IT!
But I have to make it, because, well that’s where my car is. So we walked and we ran and we walked and we ran. We kept putting one foot in front of the other and continued with our forward motion. And we made it back to our cars. After we completed the 10 mile distance. To find A & H waiting for us with coffee.
Yep. My very first double-digit.
I had thought adding one more mile shouldn’t have been that hard, but it was actually two more miles. Because last week was only eight miles. I also realized that I had not run at all from Sunday to Saturday. That was a huge mistake. I need to run at least two shorter runs in between these long runs. My body just isn’t conditioned to wait that long.
We are going to try to do another 10 miler this weekend, then 9 the weekend before the big race.
I actually had no meal plan last week and so I didn’t do a post about it. But on Sunday I had sat down and started looking for new recipes for this week’s dinners. I had to take a break to attend a birthday party. By the time we got home it was time to feed the boys, start re-heating our leftovers, get the boys cleaned and in bed. After which I would sit down and write my post for our meal plan.
About the time Sid was falling asleep the power goes out. In the whole house. On the whole street. In the whole neighborhood and zip code.
This completely stressed Ian out and gave Sid his second wind. I had to sit outside in the hall with the doors open to both rooms until they fell asleep. Or I could have let them get up five hundred times and put them back to bed 501 times.
They are finally asleep and I figure I can start writing. I go to my computer and the battery has died. So I just went to bed. No big deal I will write when I get to work on Monday. Because I just know you are all waiting on the balls of your feet to hear what I plan to eat for dinner.
That pesky thing called work got in the way. So here it is on Tuesday and I am just getting around to tell you what we will be having to eat.
Better late than never. Something else I always say…
These are all new recipes that I wanted to try, so we will be having a lot of chicken this week. Which I try to mix it up, but they all sounded good.
Menu Plan 8/11-8/17
Mon: BBQ at my mom’s (100 temp means pool side at my mom’s for the kids)
I Tri and Craft 