Registered for Boston

I am in a total blogging funk. I go back and forth. Keep the blog alive or just ditch it? I love that blogging has given me the opportunity to meet other lady runners that may also have kids and are near me in age, but...I don't know...I'd rather have all you ladies live nearby and run with me (or guys, that would be fine too). Then we could train together and chat in the real world. Obviously, that's not happening anytime soon, so I'm stuck with a blog. C'est la vie, right?

Miss Kaylee had a successful first week of Kindergarten. She successfully got everyone in the family sick. In less than a week. She's also quite happy with school and has adjusted just fine. I just wish she wasn't so ambitious with her germ spreading. You can probably tell from her first day of school photo (over on the left) that she was ready to go. She did admit to being a tiny bit nervous, but I told her that would probably happen at the beginning of every year, and as far as I know, is pretty typical. She seemed okay with that explanation.

Let's see, from a training perspective things have been okay. I had some schedule issues last week, missed one day of running and as a result wound up with a 60 mile week (with a good amount of MP running). That's the problem with trying to maintain 60-75 miles a week. One missed day (without a super long run planned) and you can barely make it to 60 (or at least I can barely make it to 60). And, because I am being beat down by this illness I've already missed one day this week. Ugh. Also, I have a three hour and ten minute long run planned for this Sunday, which may or may not happen depending on how the week unfolds. I already had to refill all my asthma medications after being free of them for almost eight months. Kids. And their germs. It's a good thing they're so cute and lovable.

In other news, I registered for Boston today. I don't have an official you got in letter yet, but I'm pretty sure I'll get in. I almost convinced myself not to register. Almost. I had declared to Nick over the weekend that I wouldn't be registering. He just sort of raised his eyebrows. You know, like a "really, who do you think you're fooling look?" Then I went running with my co-worker today, and it was, of course, the first question she asked me. "Did you register?" Then I had to explain that I wasn't going to run it. I was tired of training, and running lots of miles, and being sick, and blah blah blah. But after running with her I decided that I might regret not registering later (this will be my first Boston), and so I spoke with Nick (who gave me an "I knew it!"), and then I registered for Boston. So there you have it. I've registered for my next marathon before I've run the marathon that I'm currently training for. And that my friends, sounds crazy. But in a good way, right?