Gym Class Dropout: No excuses, not sorry and some pictures

The Disney 1/2 marathon is in two weeks. Say what?? Yeah. Training. Sigh. I will say that only doing the long workouts and nothing in between is not advisable. But that is as good as it has been this go around. While it is slightly frustrating, I've accepted that that is where my life is right in this moment. I can't change it so I'm going with it. Luckily I signed up for this race with no expectations. I knew a PR wasn't reasonable. Hell, it might be a personal worst and I'll be ok with that. I did sign up for this race knowing I needed a goal to keep me moving post-baby. I knew I needed to force myself to make time for training, and thus make time for myself during the stress that has been my life. I also signed up for this race with one of my oldest and bestest friends in the world. This will be our first race together and I cannot wait for our 48-hour vacation in Orlando. :)

I did get in 8 miles last weekend. The winds were gusting at 25 mph + when I woke up Sunday morning. I tried to bail but luckily my friend Lisa suggested we try a different trail, one that is much more protected from the elements by lots of trees. And I'm so glad she did! Granted, I hate the park we went to because of the hills, but she was right, there was hardly any wind. I even ditched my jacket on the second lap and ran in short sleeves. In December! In Ohio! It was a Christmas miracle.

We randomly saw a herd...gaggle...flock...gang? of wild turkeys. Weird.

We had a nice time walking, running, shuffling, catching up, venting, gossiping. You know, things women do best. And boy did I feel better once we were done with 8 miles. Not just physically but emotionally as well. It's been awhile since I've had any "girl time." I know I haven't been the greatest friend lately to anyone really but I'm not even going to apologize for that. I'm doing the best I can just to survive these days. The priorities are always Megatron, myself, The Pilot and my immediate family. Not always in that order either and sometimes still one or more will get neglected. Anything outside of that is not just a challenge but is like climbing Mount Everest. I'm not going to beat myself up over that. I do my best and that's all I can do. Training suffers but I file that under taking care of myself and I am very much aware that taking care of myself is incredibly important when it comes to "survival" so I'm still doing my best to make it happen, no matter how sporadic.

Speaking of survival...we made it through Christmas! hehe Megatron's first Christmas was fun. He doesn't have a clue as to what is going on yet so there wasn't any pressure. I wrapped one gift for him and stuck a few other "needs" under the tree. Baby socks and formula? Best gifts ever.

Check out that cute Santa butt! (Note to Megatron: I don't EVER want to see your butt on the internet once you are past the age of say...two. See my 21 lessons.)

Opening the one wrapped gift I gave him....instantly started trying to eat the wrapping paper. Hopefully it was non-toxic...

Megatron's extended family was very kind and sent him gifts from across two states. And the toys were much needed as he is just starting to grab and interact with things and we didn't have many toys for him yet. What was not needed? Zip ties and having my hands covered in cuts and scrapes from trying to get those d*&@ toys out of their packaging. I'm sure it's just going to get worse as the toys get bigger.