Travel with Friends

Well we made it through the week, no worse for the wear but we made it. In a week complete with three trips to Children's, inlcluding 4 doctor appointments and an ER visit, a second battle with the notorious norovirus, a continued effort at building a shower, throw in looking at a few more houses and running a few miles and it seems a miracle that I'm still standing. I didn't even know you could get norovirus twice, but apparently I was sorely mistaken.

Our lil bunny getting ready for Easter.

In between the mass of appointments I did what I could to sneak in a few runs. Tuesday I also decided was time to really kick my training into gear so I headed out for hill repeats on Green Mountain. That was the first time in quite awhile that I've been sore, that really good I worked my butt off sore, from a workout. I kept reminding myself that it meant I was getting where I need to be to have a great season. Wednesday I was slipping along the hogback through the mud and slush when I twisted my ankle coming off a rock. No real injury, nothing a little ice couldn't cure, but pretty uncharacteristic for me. I had been having one of those perfect runs too! Earlier a friend had sent me this African proverb "If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, travel with friends." I thought about how fitting that was for me. One of the main reasons I have switched from road racing to trail ultras has been for the camaraderie. I've made so many new friends and had so much more fun. Don't get me wrong, there will always be a place in my heart for road marathons. And those will always be my time. You run them alone. I've always been a bit of a loner so this suited me well. But then you have a James and you realize that you've got a long journey ahead of you and its nice to have some people by your side, especially ones that are going through the same things that you are. They're experiencing the same hills, the rocky trails, the afternoon thunderstorms and so I've learned traveling with friends is one of the best ways to go.

James still all smiles in the ER

James rocked the straw cup! It was a good thing to
since that was the only way to get him to take
pedialyte.

Of course that was also when the real fun of the week started. I got to daycare after that run to find James puking and crying. That would continue for the next three days. Its so miserable to see him sick. Thursday afternoon the pediatrician had us take him to the ER to get some fluids for dehydration so that was a fun evening. James' cardiology appointment this week went great and while we still need to monitor him its looking less likely that he'll need open heart surgery. So, so, so thankful for that! All in all it was a long week that ended with some black and tans, a half finished shower, and a kid on the mends...can't ask for much more than that.

Week March 11 - 17

Miles Running: 20.1
Hours Running and Hiking: 3.5

Mixing some cement for the new shower