I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Thoughts from the barLiza
Sorry for the late post. Now that I’m running again and not just sitting around on my bottom building Lego fire boats, I have to plan out my blogging time better. Well, that and I’ve been taking Benadryl the last two nights to get to sleep, which causes me to ignore my pre-Asa alarm in the morning. Yes, I know I shouldn’t rely on sleeping pills to get a good night’s sleep. But I haven’t slept more than a few hours for three days I thought I needed some sleep to figure out why. Sadly the sleep hasn’t helped with that conundrum, but I’ve been much more pleasant to Eliot and Asa these last two days. I’ve used up the Benadryl supply now (I think we got it when Eliot’s back went out) and I don’t intend to replenish it. So keep your fingers crossed for some insight and some good sleep after I finish typing.
I got to take part in the group Thursday night run for the first time since May tonight. So good. I wish you all could come — at least to Freetails bar afterwards anyway — because it’s freakin’ hot on the trail. (100 degrees at 6pm) We talked about marriage during the run (training and coaching at the bar.) A few folks in our group have been married a long while and I’m grateful to hear their thoughts. (No worries. Eliot and I are super duper happy. Rottenly so, really.) One of the reasons I love running is the opportunity to have these conversations. Running makes me more willing to ask questions. And share history. And be obnoxiously chatty. Tonight’s thoughts: It’s foolish to think your spouse won’t change over time. And it’s foolish to think your spouse won’t falter. (Except Eliot.)
Right, I’ve got to try to get some sleep. Tomorrow’s topics: Electrolytes and preschool.