Oh where, Oh where?

Well, This is turning out to be quite the short little blog.

Curses!

Curses I tell you! My husband has been sent back into the ranks and has been gone for three weeks.

Training for a Marathon is not for the faint, the weak, or the women without their childrens' father.

I HATE the treadmill, although it has been easier than before. I actually made it 12.5 miles the other day. I was supposed to run 16 miles, but after three hours I was done. Don't worry, I actually walked two of the miles while I chatted with Shane on the phone. My hip was screaming and I had spent my only 3 hours of peace for the day on a whiney torture device. I was done.

Only three more runs on the treadmill and hopefully we will be out of the woods and it can go about it's rightful duties as a coat rack.

Adding insult to injury. literally. My neighbor, who has been kindly donating her son as a babysitter while we run together, broke her toe.

She's out, and I'm so sad. It was so nice to have someone to run with and a nice young man to watch my kids and save me from that wretched machine in our basement.

I also wanted to have somone at the race who could calm my nerves and keep me focused.

Guess I'm on my own.

As far as my actual runs go. They have gone well. I shortened my long distance runs because my current schedule was killing me. And August was set to have 3-20 mile runs. THREE!!!! Too many! The way I have it now is more comfortable and more realistic. I DO have a family to take care of, even if a major player is out of the game for a while.

I can't believe it's almost August! I have a half Marathon in something like 4 weeks. I feel prepared for that one. I know I can run 13 miles. I've done it before. This Marathon though... It's like a distant dream, or some pending doom.

Or like having your first baby. Everyone can tell you how it's gonna be but until that baby makes it's way out of your body... There is no comparison.

And with that.... I say good night. Happy running :)