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I started out feeling really good for my 20-miler this morning! I was crushing it through halfway (and saw a pretty sunrise!) and then I started to fall apart a bit. I finished, and that’s what’s important (right? Riiight???), but there was quite a bit of walking and learning from mistakes. When I got home, my PTs in training took good care of me. On to next week!

Not too long ago, our little boy rang the bell to signal the end of his treatment for leukemia. Not too long after that, we had a really big party in our yard to celebrate and say thank you to all of the friends and family members who helped us throughout the treatment process. We ordered a ton of Portillos (potentially too much Portillos - I think the beef au jus was leaking out of my pores at one point) and cupcakes and did our best to say thank you and talk to every person who came....

Speech Attempt #2 Not too long ago, our little boy rang the bell to signal the end of his treatment for leukemia. Not too long after that, we had a really big party in our yard to celebrate and say thank you to all …

I've tried to starting writing this about 10 times. Every time I sit down to put something in this text field, I suddenly remember something else I need to do. I think my avoidance of the topic is interesting evidence of trauma, in that I can't trust that this good thing is going to last. Something bad is going to happen now, I can feel it....

Moving through it I’ve tried to starting writing this about 10 times. Every time I sit down to put something in this text field, I suddenly remember something else I need to do. I think my avoidance of the top…

I’m trying to feel good about today’s run (pic 1), but it felt pretty bad (pic 2). 15 miles in much warmer temp and higher humidity than I was expecting. I also ate a lot of junk this week, including a gyro for dinner (usually a great choice but terrible idea for a night before a long run) and this life changing cookie butter (pic 3). Holy cow, have you guys tried this? Then here’s Milo the snuggle pup, (pic 4) just for cuteness. And finally, (pic 5) I did the speed run on the treadmill this week, and that was a great choice. I felt more in control of the pace and timing. Now, where did I put that cookie butter…

My Running buddy. He finished my long run with me this weekend, making the last mile a LOT more fun than it usually is