I’m sorry for a lack of updates. It’s been a crazy couple of days. My parents were here for the holiday weekend visiting me and my boy. After a night out with Fleetwood Mac and my friend we affectionately call The Hoff, my guests left late Monday. Tuesday was spent putting my house back together and then today….today was spent working in Chicago. Yes, I made a day trip to the Second City at the request of my boss. I’m wiped.

But! I have been sticking to the training schedule as best as I can. Sunday was a rest day - but I didn’t sloth around. We paid a visit to the Chihuly exhibit at the Desert Botanical Gardens bright and early Sunday morning. The exhibit was beautiful, I can’t believe a human being can create such amazing works of art with sand, essentially. It was a gorgeous summer morning -warm and cloudy but a steady cool breeze. A lot of walking in flip flops, I could feel my leg muscles releasing their knots. I think it was exactly what I needed. Like a dumbass, I neglected to charge the batteries to my camera and didn’t realize until I whipped it out to take a very artistic shot that would have won the photo contest. My friend was there with her camera, as soon as she uploads her photos I will post some.

According to my training schedule, Monday was to be a running day. But with the craziness of getting my folks home (and them missing their plane because they were boozing it up in an airport bar…but that’s another story), I didn’t run. I’m going to make up the day tomorrow.

Tuesday was a brief run of 30 minutes running/walking. I’m starting to feel like each time out, it’s one step forward and two steps back. Saturday was the longer outing and I felt great when I was finished, really energized. I got back from the run and my parents were patiently waiting for me to fix breakfast for everyone.  I felt so great, I did and without bitching (ok, I might’ve said something like “I just ran 4 miles and you people expect me to whip up some eggs?”). I prepared my famous eggs for the family no problem. But on Tuesday, I was treadmilling it, and I had absolutely no energy and I couldn’t figure out why. I ate pretty well during the day, and I was drinking water like a fish. I don’t get it. Maybe it was the time of day? I ran in the morning on Saturday, and 8pm on Tuesday. I really don’t know. We’ll see how things go tomorrow. I’m running at night again.

Today was scheduled to be a 20 minute run/walk outing. I was up at 3am this morning to catch a 6am flight to Chicago, only to turn around and take a flight home at 5pm Chicago time (3pm Farrahzona time). I’m wiped and there was no chance in hell I was going to put my running shoes on and head out for a run. It kinda feels like an excuse. Maybe it is. Doesn’t change he fact that I’m plum tired.

See you tomorrow!