I'm STILL not running, but this week I'm feeling almost hopeful with slightly less pain. My teammates are all keeping up on their running though--two just did a 10K race a couple of weeks ago, but I'll let them give the race report. One is training for her first marathon, and the other is getting back into the swing of things after having her second baby--surely they will all tell you about their past few weeks soon. :) Water running and swimming are still my only options right now. I'm bummed to be letting all my cute summer running gear be going to waste! I'm a running skirt addict, I think. Yes, I know I can wear them around the house, but I WANT TO RUN.
My husband recently purchased a used sailboat. We went out for our maiden voyage this past Sunday, unaware of just how big a 26' boat is when it's in the water and with a lot of wind (it looked SO much smaller in the storage lot!). Dear heavens-to-betsy--what an experience! Sailing is a passion of his, apparently discovered when he owned a little 14' Sunfish as a teenager. Well, running is a passion of mine--so after we got the mast down and were ready to head back home, I smiled and said to him, "I can't wait 'til my foot is better so you can come running with me." His response? "Huh? Running would kill me." So I retorted, "Yeah, I thought the purpose here today was for us to learn to share our passions with each other--did you not see my face as we nearly capsized on our return sail? That coulda killed me, too. My poor heart..." I walked toward the car, clutching my heart, but all the while laughing.
I think he gets it now.
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