I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Schedules to save my soulLiza
I’m going to have to create more structure in our days. My good humor is entirely used up by about 4pm and my soul is gray —with black spots. I woke up at 3:30am, and the day went downhill once the coffee wore off. I did manage to check in with most of my coaching clients and answer emails before Ruby got up at 6am. Winning!
I talked to my parents in Virginia after lunch, and they were out taking pictures of ducks. “It’s our last hurrah before we shelter in place.” Apparently, the governor asked people their age (70s) to stay inside.
San Antonio will get there, I’m sure. Right now it’s just bingo parlors, bowling alleys, bars and other fun places.
I don’t see the kids returning to school before summer.
Ruby spent the day painting and changing outfits. There is a lot of glittery green paint on my counters and cupboards and a huge pile of clothes in the laundry basket. She was mostly quiet and content, so I’m happy enough with the mess.
Asa has grown weary of on-line schooling. Day 2. I think downloading PE homework really took the shine off the whole adventure for him. He did not tire of learning YouTube card tricks, however.
Eliot is out back planting leeks. His garden is going to come out of this pandemic a winner.
Running: 85 minutes with 10 x 1 minute pickups
I felt like a slug. My 100k in Pennsylvania in April hasn’t been canceled yet, but I imagine I’ll get that news by the end of the week. It’s hard to know what will happen with the US 100k team and if the world championships will go forward in September. That uncertainty not too bothersome. Figuring out how to keep Ruby cheerful (not a crying mess on the floor) is a more worrisome unknown.