Dr. Jen, your days are trying in a million ways. I'm glad you at least got your 4, and also that they were easy. At least one thing was easy, then.
Zub...my mom is also missing the empathy gene. I see it in myself sometimes and I have to work hard to correct it. She has to be convinced she has suffered through worse than anyone, and that means no empathy, every, for anyone. Period. My only advice is to seek empathy where it exists. Here is a good start, but also IRL friends who love and care about you. I am lucky to have 2 wonderful sisters and a couple of IRL friends who fill my cup. Dingoes quickly go from invisible, imaginary friends
to IRL ones with a single visit (and often before that). I hope your Friday workday is short and lightly loaded, and that the weekend holds long naps and relaxing runs for you.
Mel, enjoy the fish. We'll be grilling lamb. It's weird. Even though I'm not Catholic anymore, I love the fish-on-Friday tradition.
Thanks for the
s Dingoes. I feel like such a baby, whining over my bloaty self. IRL, I am a trooper, and I do just hope for the best and realize in two weeks I'll have a sweet weigh-in. Regardless of what the scale says, I am running as fast as I ever have, though not as far, so I am in an ideal position to move forward into spring adding distance and continuing to lose pounds. Part of it is how shocked I am at how much I let slip back on. When it comes to my own body, I am absolutely dysmorphic, so I never really appreciated where I was when I squeaked into my "ideal weight range" a couple years ago, and I didn't take it seriously enough to protect it. Now I feel like I am fighting the same battle again. But at least this time I am one lesson smarter and have better cardio fitness to do what must be done. And I did manage to zip the 8s a couple weeks ago, so by the end of March, I may be able to actually wear them out of the house again. This is very good news!
I think dh is home again today (still in bed), so I will try to get out earlier to hit the Y. I am thinking elliptical, so I can run long early tomorrow morning. Sunday we have to get dh to the airport by 5AM, so that morning will be complicated and my heart might not be in a LR. He started building me a milking stand for the ladies yesterday
, and said he thinks they might kid while he's in Kansas (which would follow the trend of kidding/lambing in dh's absence).
Dh asked me last night if I was doing a marathon this year. I told him no, that I was saving my dollars for our family trip. We're still on opposite sides about a car...he wants to buy a cheap one and leave it for family, I want to rent a safe one and not die of brake failure on Tizi'n'Tishka mtn. pass...I'm working on him, though. But I did tell him about the relay team and that, if there were anyone I'd want to run a relay with, it's these ladies...and then quietly mentioned Disney.
Anyway, he definitely got a sense of Dingo love from me when I was discussing you ladies planning the relay. I was pretty enthusiastic. I SO wish I could be in that van.
Oh, and it could be close to 40 today!
Keeping gear in the car just in case. May have to hit the road for a jog out of pure joy.