A Bad Week Ends on A Good Note

After last Saturday’s 5K I definitely “rode the high” all week and it was a good thing, too, because it helped me get through a rather difficult week. It was a tough one for me from professional standpoint-lots of after school meetings and then spending every evening after dinner going over material and writing lesson plans in preparation for teaching for UVA on Friday night and Saturday.  I was the quintessential workaholic. On top of that I made a midweek trip to the hospital in a panic when I got a call that my eldest son (suffering from anxiety attacks and depression) was being taken there by a friend. I had just settled in to watch my stepdaughter play tennis (I hadn’t made a match all year!) when my phone rang and I got the news. Not knowing the extent of his condition, I hustled out of the match and headed over to the hospital with my hubby. Several hours later I was able to talk to the counselor on duty and he was released. They had changed his medicine and felt like he was having a reaction which was later confirmed by his regular doctor and he was taken off of that medication and put on Abilify. He has an appointment on Monday for medication maintenance so we will see what they have to say.

Meanwhile, I managed to run 4 miles on Monday, strength train on Tuesday, run 5 miles on Wednesday and strength train, run 4 miles on Thursday, strength train of Friday and then finish the week with a 7.13 run today! The run today was a bit tricky as the wind was quite gusty and the temperature was cooler than it had been in a long while. My husband friend trainer agreed to share the first part of his run with me, slowing down to my speed and helping me keep pace. I was feeling pretty good and when he started taking me on some detours from our regular route, I went with the flow without much comment. After a while I lost track of how far we had gone and I actually found that I liked it that way. I would much prefer to be kept in the dark and have my destination sneak up on me. Before I knew it, we made our way back to the house and when he dropped me off I had completed 7.13 miles in 1:10:15, an average pace of 9:52. I actually had enough energy left over to do some basic housecleaning, pick up a truck load of topsoil, help unload it and then work in my garden for most of the afternoon. It was an awesome ending to a not so great week!