blips from the week
Where has this week gone?!?!
–The sitter thing worked out GREAT. She brought a friend, and they were SO into it. My little Camryn woke up the next morning (they had put her to bed) begging … no … crying …. for “da girls.” I think that means it went OK. 
And best of all, no ER visits … and … they want to come back!
–The Mine Rescue competition was awesome. My husband’s team lost by milli-fractions of point to a much larger mine’s team. Hubby also came in second for the Best Captain in Alberta award … and he lost to his mentor, a dear friend of his who spent 3 years training him. We laughed and said it was like losing karaoke to Elvis.
–The banquet after the competition was so much fun! A lovely buffet, where I vowed to start doing more with my sidedishes at home. I’m getting to be a boring cook when it comes to veggies, etc. …. so I’m on the hunt for good, flavorful recipes. I can still plain-ol’-steam for the kids. The party was lots of fun; I really enjoy some of the wives from our team. I danced barefoot, and thought of all of you barefoot runners out there! Our good friends also won a door prize … a trip to Vegas! They were teasing us, because it’s usually Kevin and I that win big. Saturday was their night!
–School wind-up is busy. Parties and teacher gifts and more parties. I wonder why I even sent Troy today: they watched 2 movies and played kickball. Oh well, that’s part of being a kid too. We are going to a new school next year, and both of boys have expressed some grief about that this week. No tears, just a fond and sad tone. We’re doing lotsa talking here.
–My ankle. Yes, I was avoiding this conversation. In my appointment, I learned that my doctor is not “pro-” running. His wife is an ex-runner, and he went on and on (as in, I’m sure I set the office off schedule by 30 minutes or more) about the benefits of walking that are all the same as running. It was kind of an emotionally painful discussion, because I have enough issues re: not believing I am athletic or a “runner” really. It’s silly and the logical side of me can kick butt in that discussion, but it’s still there. At least I did something smart in the appointment, I asked him to recommend me to someone who knows more about running. I didn’t mean to say it like that, but it came out. He recommended me to just another GP, so I’ll see if on my own I can find someone with more expertise, perhaps.
And the ankle still hurts. I am not really able to run more than 4-5 minutes without extreme pain. I’ve been walking alot to compensate, but I am truly disappointed because I want to be moving forward with running, not pausing right now. It also is preventing me from more than warming up with Tara, which is also disappointing.
Thursday, we leave for Sylvan Lake … I can’t wait! Beach and waterslides and camping and just hanging out as a family.
Going to catch up on blogs ….
