Boy, what a whirlwind couple of weeks it has been. We were chugging along, doing our crazy busy thing, and then Harry got sick basically for the first time ever having something more than a cold. He was terribly sick with what I can only imagine was the stomach flu, so we were stuck at home for a couple of days. It was hard for me to get all of the things I needed to get done, what with a large fundraiser looming and my marathon coming up. Thankfully, I was able to do my last long run before anyone got sick.
We went in to the weekend and had a fairly successful fundraiser. That story I’ll save for another day, though. Sunday morning I woke up and felt horrible. Josh and I were supposed to go to his very first 5k, but I couldn’t get out of bed. Unfortunately I had to send him alone, but thankfully we had wonderful friends who were there for Harry’s Heroes as well and they cheered him on. Josh ran an impressive 34 minute 5k and was even featured in their recap video!
So sad I couldn’t be there but I was so proud of him! I spent the next couple of days terribly sick, almost unable to get out of bed. Thanks to help from Josh and my parents, Harry was well taken care of. The no fun by product was that I got stuck without a run. I took a couple days off of running while I recovered from 20, then Harry was sick, then I was sick, then my sister was in! I need to get out there, but I’m still sitting here debating my run. The marathon is 4 days away. FOUR. My panic is rising. I’m pretty sure I can finish, but there are so many variables that we don’t have control over: injuries, GI issues, illness, the weather, not enough training, etc. The taper crazies are real and they are here. So off I go to get just 2 or 3 miles done. Here’s hoping it brings me some peace!