No sooner do I say something then suddenly it's in doubt. On Saturday morning I did a long run and it felt great. The half marathon is just three weeks away now - what a confidence booster. I came home all pumped up about it. This morning, Grandma Cook came to babysit while I went out running, and it went terribly. I only went half as far as on Saturday, and felt ten times worse. My confidence is shot. Arrgh.
And, was it just a few days ago that I swore that no food would pass Liam's lips for another six weeks? For the past couple of days, I can't eat anything without him staring me down, and if I'm holding him then he's lunging like crazy at my cookie, fruit, whatever it is I'm eating. Dr. Bailey seemed to be a little lenient about starting him on solids if he was showing interest. I don't think he could possibly show any more. What to do...
And this has nothing to do with Liam or curve balls in general, but congrats to Carolyn who just completed an Ironman in 13:27. To repeat what Megan said: I have no idea what kind of demons possess someone to do something like that. We are in awe of you!!
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You know, after I posted that thing about the demons I realized just what Carolyn would say. "The same one that possess you to have two kids, a full time job, go back to school for a Master's, all without the benifit of a cleaning lady." We are all crazy in our own ways.
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