Despite all of my efforts to avoid his cold, I was defeated. Driving up to Cleveland with the sick Turtle and his sister on the 23rd, I rolled down the windows in 15 min intervals to get fresh air in, I didn't touch my face, I even stopped at a WalMart (on the 23rd!!!) to pickup Airborne to put in my waterbottle. And then, after safely sending the Turtle off to his parents for a weekend quaratined away from me...I started to feel that tell-tale tickle in the back of my throat. Drat!
But have no fear, I didn't let a little sniffle stop me from running! I proudly dripped my snot onto the Rec's track for my Christmas Eve and Day After Christmas runs. And I'm happy to say I am almost back to normal, just a sneeze here and there.
Oh yes, and I performed another successful surgery on my running shoe. I should reconsider careers. Or I should just start designing my own shoes. Ran 9 on them already and no rubbing! Take that Mizuno!
|I'm getting really good at this|
Other than that, it was a really nice weekend...
|Teddy reading the Hunger Games over my shoulder|
I gave my brother and his wife the painting I'd been working on for them...
|My niece inspects|
|A better view of the painting. 24" x 36"|
And I finally got one of those lovely blue boxes......
|Thank you Santa Turtle|
9 Days til the Half Marathon! YAY!!!!!!