The marathon is 2.5 weeks away and I am working on testing my mental strength this week. I still believe I am a much better runner than this week indicates. I keep telling myself that over and over and over again.
This cold and windy morning in the pitch black I set out to run 11 miles. Most of them were simply miserable. I had no desire to run in the wind again, but I had the desire to be finished in 1 hour 45 minutes. I would normally try to run faster, but not this week. With three miles to go and my my goal times barely within reach I picked up the pace and squeaked out a 1:44.59. I am not joking. That is what my watch read when I hit stop. It made me chuckle!
It was not quite the start to the day I had hoped for, but I got it done and that is what matters.
The rest of my day was spent getting ready for the big day tomorrow! Here are a few sneak peaks!
|Making Daddy's card with Emma as the creative leader|
|I wrote little love notes to each kiddo...these are Jonah's|
|I packed their little bags with a few surprises|
|and I made our dessert....Rice Krispie hearts|