"Why did the chicken cross the road?
...To get a haircut!"
This is our 6-year old daughter's new joke, which for some reason makes our 3-year-old son laugh hysterically.
Kids. They make no sense, but they are quite amusing. ...Even when they're both sick, and even when their mom is out of town.
In short, I'm being run a bit ragged so the posts have dipped. An easy 5 miler on Thursday, 7 on Friday and another 5 on Saturday led into the 10K on Sunday, where I ended up running 34:40 according to the results. I felt a bit sluggish race morning, and while I thought I might be able to pull out a good day it just started to go wrong in the second half. I ran pretty much all but the first 800 meters in no-man's land, so it was hard to mentally stay in it. 5:17, 11:17 (missed the split), 5:33, 5:50, 5:40, 1:09 tells the story. Luckily for me I have great friends who were able to watch the kids during the race, though as soon as I crossed the finish line I darted to the car to get our daughter to a bowling party that started 20 minutes later.
Since then both kids have taken ill, starting with our daughter throwing up last night. She missed almost all of school today while I stayed with her, and our son developed a mean cough while off with Kiera's mom today. As I type both are hacking away in their rooms and I'm tired as all get out.
No opportunity for a run today, and tomorrow should be the same, but after Kiera gets home tomorrow night things should improve. That's all I got.