What happened to last week?

I can't believe summer is over!  Last week went by so fast.  I really tried to slow it down, but no luck. It hit me early in the week that all 3 kids would be in school this year & I realized I wasn't ready!  Mom of the Year right here!  I tried to convince A that he didn't need to go to school this year, that he could stay home with me for one more year.  His response was so simple & reassured me that he was ready.  He said "Mom, I'll come home everyday after lunch & my nap.  You can play with Bumblebee & Optimus while I'm gone because they love you too."

So, Thursday morning came too quickly and they were all shiny & new in their uniforms and ready to take on the school year.  I was a complete mess and every time I thought I had pulled myself together,  I would lose it again.  It was literally the longest day of my life.

I have spent the last 5 years with the youngest and while I miss the big kids I didn't have the luxury of staying home with them.  A & I have done EVERYTHING together since the day he came home from the hospital.  It amazed me how much I missed him & we were only in school two days last week.  I am pathetic.

My crazy sidekick

Such a handsome boy!

You are probably wondering what any of this has to do with my training.  Well nothing other than the best thing about running is, its always there when you need it.  It isn't on a set time schedule.  If you are late to your run, it doesn't care.  It's just glad you made it.  However, a late morning run (after mass on Friday) isn't as kind to you as the pre-dawn run.  I don't remember the last time I had a side cramp as bad as I did Friday.  It was hot, humid and I don't think even a slight breeze.  It felt like 100 degrees but when I looked at the temperature on my phone, it read 88 degrees!  Welcome to Texas humidity, I was drenched!

Saturday morning wasn't any better.  The mileage is getting up there & it was a struggle.  Thank goodness for great running partners.  We started out with 6 and picked up a 7th, 2.4 miles in.  At the 5 mile mark, we dropped to 4 and shortly after, down to 3 due to an injury.  At 2.4 miles left to go, I turned to the one remaining runner still with me & laughed.  He was the only one foolish enough to run the entire 15 miles.  I guess just like the run, the runner doesn't care when, where or what time.  She was just glad you showed up!  And kept her on pace, averaging 8:51.