The dog is lying at my feet sleeping. The kids are in YaYa’s room discovering the old toys that have been neglected for months. It’s a lazy Friday night. I am watching the minutes pass, and thinking about all of the things that I am not doing. It’s a countdown to lights out.
You would think with all of the time that I am not spending on running, I would have launched into the cleaning of the house, and organizing of the closets. Instead, I look around and think about how much better I do at keeping up when I have less time to do it in. Besides my foot hurts and, well, I just don’t feel like it.
I’m not completely worthless. I did get the kids picked up, fed them, and did the dishes. I even took YaYa to Kaiser to get a replacement cast shoe; he has worn a hole in the thing in only one week. I got an extra one in anticipation of another hole post trick-or-treating. The only problem with that theory is that *I* am taking YaYa out for trick-or-treating, and I can barely make it to the corner without wanting to head back. I’m thinking that I might have to give his crutches a go. And it just seems crazy to be so limited when less than a week ago I walked 13.1 miles.
Speaking of Halloween, you have to see the costumes that we are fixing to wear.
BoBo has already changed from a Power Ranger (that he and 3 of his friends were fixing to wear) to Batman. YaYa has adapted his costume to match his injury. Harry Potter will leave the Nimbus 2000 parking in the closet another year, and the injured 49er will be joining me for haunted fun.
I like your picture.
Love the costumes and photo! Also like the “run like a girl” shirt in a previous post. Hope you’re feeling better – it sounds like you’re on the road to recovery.
I’ll bet your foot thanks you for staying off it as much as possible.
I did go to brightroom and was shocked to find not a single picture. Then I realized I was looking at 2004. When I got the right year I found them. They captured me clapping for Amy and Ted as they got engaged at the finish line. Sweet.