Wow! I can't believe in 3 weeks and 4 days I will be running 13 miles! Especially since I'm still at six miles, but am hoping to run 6.5 or 7 this Saturday-- we shall see!
I have been consistently working 50 hour weeks which has been great for me so I have actually been able to put some money in savings! It's also made me tired and not have as much time to dedicate to my running, but I think as long as I get to 6.5 or 7 miles this weekend then I'll be okay. On Saturday, I ran 5.5 miles with Hannah and it was absolutely amazing. We started by going up a huge hill along the beach up to the Cliff House, which took us 8 minutes to get up-- THAT'S HOW HUGE THE HILL IS! And then it took us around the cliff with the Golden Gate Bridge in the background-- something which I can't wait to do again, that's for sure.
Work has been pretty great-- like I said its consistently 10 more hours than normal, but that now is the new normal so I'm not really stressed or anything, just getting shit done. My title was changed this week to "IT Delivery Communications" which is really really awesome. Still waiting to find out what is in store for me after December, but either way I should have off 2-3 weeks in December/January to come home(if not moving to STL), which will be such an unbelievable break! I'm going to work really hard on working out and start lifting even after this half marathon. OH, and I really really really need to figure out what I want to be for Halloween!
So big news this week that I haven't talked about yet is that our Baby Boobs passed on to her next stop in the universe on Monday morning. They think she had a stroke and they had to put her down. I will never forget bringing her home after my first day of sophomore year in high school. A.J.'s mom had found her on the side of the road being chased by a big dog and saved her. The vet said she was about 8 then so she lived a very long and happy second half of her life!
It's so very sad, but I've been handling it fine because I'm doing what I always do and that is not even thinking about it. Seriously, it's like death has this weird effect on me and I don't cry when I should. I wait until something little and pointless happens to show emotion-- make sense to anyone?? Except I do think about death and families who have had to deal with it and hurt for them so much it's like it happened to me-- but that's what scares me bc I can only imagine what they feel like and even if I think I know what they're going through I really have no idea. So when something like that does happen, I have no idea how I will handle it.
I've been lucky to not have to deal with too much death in my life. My mom's dad died when I was very young and I don't really remember him(Apparently I was doing cartwheels in the middle of the funeral home at his funeral), my other grandpa died my Senior year and that was actually the first funeral I had ever been to that I remembered. I did cry there, but not until I saw him and my dad was with me. My dad always seems to make me cry when he says "sensitive" things. And then my great grandma passed away two years ago and while I was really sad about it, I don't think I cried. I wouldn't let myself. I think I saw how upset my mom and other family members were and just wouldn't let myself cry.
Now when New York died that was a different story. I don't know if it was because I had just become friends with him and we had just went to the Cards game with each other two days before he died... or if it was because I liked him like a boyfriend or because we were supposed to go shopping that day he died. Or maybe it was the fact that he was just so young. That was the worst experience I've had with death and I can't even explain why. We had literally just started hanging out and we probably never ever would have been a couple, but I guess the unknowing and the I'll never get to tell him how I felt has something to do with it.
OKAY! ENOUGH SAD TALK- I have no idea why I'm even talking about death. But I do know that my family has been very fortunate and I hope we can prolong all that misery as long as possible. And as for our dogs, well I'm thankful my parents and Weezy have my puppy dog with them to help them cope with the loss of Baby. Even though I miss her like crazy and can't wait for us to live together again-- I'm glad she is where she is at the moment.
Okay, this is long-- sorry! Have a great rest of the week!
Ash
Love you! So sorry about Boobs, she's in a better place I am sure...hopefully there isn't a big dog or Tootie chasing her... :) Who is New York? And you turning cartwheels? Well, what can we say...you've always been the life of the party! XO!
ReplyDeletehaha thanks-- New York was a guy I went to high school with-- he passed away at the end of my senior year. He had only been in Missouri for about six months and hung out with our group of friends. He, obviously, was from New York so that's what we called him.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, he passed away one early morning after we had just started to hang out from an asthma attack-- it's a pretty awful story actually. But all is okay-- I mean I have you in my life so how can I complain?! :-) love you!