Roadblocks

Time to dust this blog off!

Last week was a bit of a challenge to my plans to start training for the 5K. With L's help, I picked the race to run, on August 23rd in Manassas: http://www.manassascity.org/CurrentEvents.asp?EID=4167

All I had to do was get my butt on the treadmill, right? ;)

Well. On Sunday, The Beast got really sick with hand-foot-and-mouth disease (thanks, daycare!), and was up crying and in our bed (very unusual!) at 3:30 a.m. Monday morning. He finally fell asleep sometime near dawn, and as you can imagine, I was in no shape to run (or work for that matter, but I did anyway). Monday night/early Tuesday morning was a re-run of the same. Poor lamb. Then, Tuesday night I tossed and turned and couldn't get to/stay asleep due to a fever. I dragged like a zombie all day Wednesday (and I had to stay late at work for training!). After a 14-hour day, I was beat.

I had Thursday off for The Beast's 18-month doctor's visit and portrait appointment, plus to spend time with Bubbe, who was visiting. I also spent an hour at the clinic finding out that I had contracted the virus. Sigh. So on Friday, I dragged my tired butt out of bed, counted the HFMD spots all over my hands and feet, and suffered through a day of "working at home" (I did get 5 hours billed, but I was BEAT). More of the same on the weekend (thank God for Bubbe!), though The Beast started feeling better (and eating!) on Thursday, so that was fortunate as well. Poor little guy really suffered, I can vouch for that![/pitypartyover]

So...that was a bit long-winded to say that I just started training yesterday. And I am Out.Of.Shape. Sigh. But I guess I have to start somewhere!