blah blah blah

I woke up this morning feeling blah.  Maybe because it's been beautiful out and I haven't been able to run.  Maybe because I watched a(nother) half marathon pass me by with a DNS (hello Run Like Hell...and goodbye...).  I went to the pool to "run" this morning and my heart wasn't in the workout at all - I had a hard time concentrating on my intervals and kept looking longingly over at the hot tub area wishing that I could just sit in it and relax for an hour.  Maybe it's just one of those days.  Who knows.  I just felt off...yucky. 

I went home and got through the flurry of getting everyone fed, dressed and ready to go.  As I was driving my daughter to preschool I caught a glimpse of the sky in the rear view mirror.  The sun was just starting to rise and the sky was changing color.  Instead of continuing on the road to school, I took a quick left and drove to the top of the hill where we sat and watched this:



sunrise over Mt. Hood

 I know everyone has days like this.  With the not running thing, lately I've had quite a few - lots of thoughts swirling around in this head and not all of them positive.  But taking the time to watch this beautiful sunrise was a good reminder to snap out of it.  See the beauty out there and just appreciate the day.  I'm telling you, Mother Nature got it right y'all - she's good.

I went back to PT yesterday for my 2nd round of ASTYM.  I've done absolutely NO impact bearing exercises, but my foot all of a sudden got achy again.  We discussed this and decided that it's probably because I'm not stretching regularly enough, so we're going to see if implementing more will make it go away again.  At the end of last week my foot actually felt really good for the first time in a while.

My leg still looks beautiful after my 2nd round of ASTYM yesterday...

I figure since I live in Portland people probably just think my leg has a tattoo sleeve, so at least they aren't thinking I'm a battered woman.

This weekend I get to try to run on a treadmill, 2 minutes running, 1 minute walking which I can do for as long as I don't feel any pain.  Hopefully it will feel good.

And on a completely unrelated note, but I just think it's funny, here's a convo with my (4 year old) daughter, yesterday:

Daughter:  "Mom, I don't like you - you're not a nice Mommy". (I can't remember why she said this, she's in this phase right now of saying this whenever I say no to anything). 
Me:  "Ok, well I LOVE you".
Daughter:  "Wait Mommy.....is Santa watching?"
Me:  "Yes, always".
Daughter:  "Actually, you're SUCH A GOOD Mama!  I love you A LOT!".

Whatever it takes people, whatever it takes...