One thing you should know about me: I am NOT a morning person.
Of the five humans and two canines in the family, only Black Dog and I prefer to wake up after the sun. J and the girls arise full of energy, ready to see what the day has in store. And they fully expect me to be a part of the action.
I would really just rather sleep, thank you very much.
But, since I am a Good Wife and Good Mother, I drink a pot of coffee and get started…and before I realize it, I am in the groove and the day is rolling.
Long runs are kind of the same thing, aren’t they? You may not be up for the miles, hills, and aches they bring, but once underway its really not so bad. And every once in a while, you luck out and find a buddy. Today, my friend Elle joined me for the middle of the run – those painful miles when legs start to talk back, and home seems so far away. The mindless chatter of back-to-school and hurricane survival melted away the monotony, and I was able to finish strong.
My mommy-friends are the same…what a support network we’ve needed during these baby and pre-school years. I can only imagine what curve-balls are coming with grade-school, but I know that talking it through over a bottle glass of wine will make it more manageable.
Maybe that’s what makes the kindergarten transition so overwhelming. I hate to be melodramatic (but I will be anyway, because that’s who I am) but seems similar to college. We’re leaving behind all that’s safe and familiar and starting anew. The scope of problems and setbacks appears larger. The stakes are higher.
But my baby girl is not a baby anymore. She’s ready, even if I am not. She’s got the strength and energy, and I have to trust that I’ll have the endurance. Because these years are not a sprint, even if looks like it in our mind’s replay.
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Weekly wrap-up:
- # Days Run: 5
- Longest Run: 15 miles
- Total Mileage: 49.2 (Personal Record!)
- Cross Training: 0 (Bleh! Vacation & Irene derailled my plans)
Run, Mommmy. Run! 