I have been on cloud 9...After running 11 miles with hills two weeks ago, then 10 fairly flat miles last week AND cutting 1 min/mile off of my time (ran with someone for the first time! So much fun!), I was feeling ready. Pretty much injury free, knowing that just getting to the starting line would be the only thing that might hinder me...
So Tuesday I ran 5 miles on the treadmill with several longer inclines. Again, feeling good! Wednesday I was short on time, so I ran 4.5 miles...again, fairly flat with 1 slight incline for .5 miles, and I finished with a pace of 10:13. Huh? Me? Yeah! That is slow to most people, but again, this isn't about most people. I'm racing myself, and for me, that was a best time for 4.5 miles.
In the meantime, on Tuesday my 4 year old (almost 5!) son get sick. Fever/cold/cough sick.
So Thursday rolls around, and our son wakes up feeling better. By that evening, his fever was gone. Then I'm swamped. Finishing report cards, daughter has fast pitch practice, and packing the trailer for camping for her tournament for the weekend so we can camp. The plan was that I would wake up early Friday and get an hour run in so I'd be able to enjoy the weekend.
And I did...but something was different. I ran 56 minutes, 4.5 miles. It took me 10 minutes longer to run the same distance as Wednesday. I was stiff, there was no doubt, so I figured I was just tired and since I had just hopped out of bed, that had to be it. But I also noticed I was hacking a bit more...hmmmm...
Meanwhile, I'm off to school, and my husband is home with our son, who was up coughing all night and now the fever is back ON! Long story short, we got our son to the doctor, and he has an ear infection. Who knew? He doesn't feel pain like most people (typical for kids with his background), and we usually don't even know he has an ear infection until there is fluid draining...yeah, gross right?
Clearly, the camping trip was off, and I had to arrange rides to the tournament for our daughter. I felt like "mom of the year" but I couldn't be two places at once. Little did I know, it was all for the best.
You see, on Friday afternoon, I started feeling a chest cold. Every runner's nightmare, right? I slept 2 hours Friday evening (probably due to only sleeping 4 hours on Thursday night) then slept most of the night. By Saturday, I felt like total crap. A little achy, but definitely a chest cold. Since it was a non-running day anyway, I wasn't too worried.
So I've been taking airborne, mucinex, drinking water, and for whatever reason, I have a crazy appetite. I'm a bit better today, but not much in the chest cold department.
I could use some prayers. I don't understand why God would allow this sickness to enter my body when I have used this half marathon for good. In fact, tonight I will post about the little boy I am raising money for. He is amazing, and I got to give him a Western name. I felt so honored, and he is now on the LWB page under that name. More on him to come because he NEEDS and DESERVES his own post!
So any prayers would be appreciated. I can't imagine training for 6 months and not being able to run this weekend. Thank you!
Jolene
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