I haven’t been posting lately. As soon as Ryan arrived home, he left again. School, lessons, and soccer fill our days, and we were blessed–but exhausted–to take part in our neighborhood’s version of Extreme Home Makeover. Instead of a lengthy post, I thought I’d share a few numbers.
40-44: My new racing age group. I’m at the low end of the spectrum.
5: How many seconds I missed beating my half marathon PR yesterday.
5.5: How many hours I slept the night before my half marathon yesterday.
62: The number of minutes that the start of yesterday’s Iron Girl Half was delayed.
26: S’s new all-time lowest blood glucose reading.
39: The amount of carbohydrates in grams that it took to raise S’s blood glucose to a safe level.
40: The number of $1 bills my mother-in-law sent me as a birthday gift.
35: The number of $1 bills I paid a massage therapist to work out my post-race kinks today.
23: The number of school days we have left in this school year.
19: The number of math lessons left in this school year.
5: The number of times I sent naughty children to their rooms today.
30: The number of days that Ryan just announced he would be gone this summer.
38: The number of days until I leave for Ragnar Chicago.
18.1: The number of miles I will run during Ragnar Chicago.
1000: The number of words this picture is worth. This selfie is of me and my favorite running friend Tracy, who selflessly paced me through yesterday’s run. Even the 2 hills that I could not climb without walking. And over the finish line as I tried to tell her that my legs could not move any faster. Here we are in our post-race, no make-up, sweaty glory.