I am still utterly exhausted, but I am trying not to complain so much. I will get over it, I am sure I will. I went out to run this morning and decided to follow Chad's advice and try to run as fast as I could. ... well, after the first mile and a half I decided to run as fast as I could.
So, I ran 1.5 miles at a 13+ minute mile pace.
And One mile at 11:23. Yes, Eleven minutes and twenty-three seconds. That, my friends, is lightening fast for this woman. I think I might be able to work on speed after all. Well, relatively speaking.
My daughter and I drove down to Colorado Springs to have dinner with my son last night. It is so wonderful to be able to pick up the phone and call him, and hop in the car and go see him. He may be home today. Or maybe Monday. I hope it is today. I would love to have a weekend with my son in the house.
Have a great weekend everyone.