Running Commentary

A Reprieve? March 12 2004

So I am not going my parents place tomorrow.
THANK THE GOOD LORD above, or something.
My father is coming here. He is retired but doesn’t want to be. So he
has a new job and it’s about 2 hrs from here. So I think we will be seeing him lots.
HOWEVER, the good news it that my mother will probably not be joining him.
Heaven’s NO that would involve her actually leaving the apartment.

First day of March break…Noah has no pants on
Brendan is still in jammies.

Life could be worse at this point.

Dare I dream of getting lucky tonight? (sans Sue)

We shall see

And the excitement never ends March 11 2004

Sooo I SHOULD be packing. But clearly I am not. I think I am in denial.
And I am feeling kind of stone.
Could be the 2 (maybe 3) desert cakes I just ingested. Processed snack food will kill me on day soon. And totally explains why I am still carrying extra weight around even though I run a gazillion kilometers a week (or 30).

The toddler is awake from his nap. There goes all the time I was about to spend packing. He better stock up on sleep cause that’s the last of it he will be getting for awhile.

I REALLY don’t want to go.
But I think I’m going.
And I don’t want to
Did I mention I don’t want to go.

Maybe I should throw myself in front of a car next time I am out running. OR or or I can perhaps slit my wrists while doing stained glass tonight.

hmmmm

food for thought

Ouchy Bum OR Buns OH STEEL

Well, last night was 8k night. Mondays’ we do 10 Wednesday we do 8 and Fridays 7.
So last night the marathoners took us a new route. It was lovely it took us out into the country and back in through the scenic parts of town (we have been voted the prettiest town in our province…no seriously we have).
Anyway…then at km 5 we come to the base of the BIGGEST hill I have ever seen pavement on. I mean it’s so big that they shut it down in winter because cars can barely climb it in the summer! I have only been running for 8 months (yay!) and so have many of the my training partners. Let’s say out of 10 of us 7 attempted the hill. SUCKY FREAKIN BABIES walked it! (pussies)
Anyway I attempted the hill. I would like to say that I ran up half, but I am sure that would be an embellishment of some sort. I think it’s more like 1/3 before my burning lungs and thighs made me slowly come to a complete stop. Now we run hills everytime we run. And we run some big hills but NOTHING like this. It gets steeper at the TOP! Anyway….my ass hurts today and that’s why.

I had my first official visitor today. NEIL stopped by to say hello…it was lovely.

Well I should go and pack (the prozac) for my trip.
blah.

Going home March 08 2004

Well on Friday I am going to my parent’s place in NORTHERN Ontario I will remain there with my two (lovely) children until the following Saturday when Chris will come and get us.
GOOOOOOOD GOD! We are actually going on Saturday not Friday…so here is how the week will go…as far as I can tell.
Saturday will be spent in the car…with 1 8 yr old that will be good for most of the way and 1 15MONTH old that will get sick of the car about an hour and a half out of town. I will feed them whatever they want read countless stories and sing the eensy weensy spider ad nauseum. We will arrive late and flustered.
Sunday: Will be pleasant…mom will cook breakfast everyone will have fun. Chris will leave (I will feel impending doom). Mom will show only a glimpse of her underlying psychosis. Dinner will be great.
Monday: Mom will start to come down. She will accidentally leave the door open in her room while she is smoking. But that’ll be all.
Tuesday: She will be too loud in the morning and wake up my kids at 6am.She’ll apologize. I will try to push her off the balcony. She won’t cook breakfast…or lunch. But she’ll cook dinner. Her computer will “break” and she won’t let anyone use it all day.
Wednesday:She’ll wake up the kids again, but she won’t apologize..no cooking at all today. She will have to nap in the afternoon so I won’t be able to get out for a run without the kids. She’ll complain that everyone made a mess cooking their own food, but will not let anyone clean up. She will constantly leave the smoking room door open…my oldest son will need his puffer. She might wake up my kids on her way to bed tonight. I will find wednesday unbearable.
Thursday:She will start being friendlier today. My kids will not bite because they aren’t used to someone like her. I will be unbearable today because of the lack of sleep and because I have fallen into a old old trap. My oldest son will hang out with my Dad just like everyday and mom will try to ruin it by making my dad do things or promising my son to bake things with him. The baby will be oblivious and very possibly spending most of his time in his stroller and running in the halls.
Friday: Will have taken forever to get here. I will wait eagerly for Chris to come back. I will worry he is dead on the road somewhere in the 7 hour journey. He will come and I will make him take me out for a drive or something. We will hold hands. He will not have slept in our bed since I left for the week. Mom will be all smiles and chuckles today..the computer will be working again.
Saturday :Dad will be sad to see the kids go…Mom will pretend to but the minute we are gone she will say :I like having them hear but I am glad they are gone.
She will sleep the rest of the day
We will drive home together and have a good day with it.
Chris will have done something special in the house ..Finished something and washed all the sheets and bedding.

I DON”T WANT TO GO!