Back to life. Back to reality
Back to the here and now, yeah
Back to life, back to the present time
Back from a fantasy, yes
~ Soul II Soul
As previously mentioned, my kids flew down to Florida on their own last Sunday for some quality time with my in-laws. It was a win-win for all of us. Rosie and Grace got some solo time with Nana and Papa. My in-laws got a solid dose of parent-free grandkid time. And I just got some time on my own. Lots and lots of time. I love my kids more than anything. But having a few days to work, to run, to meet up with friends; basically do whatever I wanted and/or needed without having all the additional parenting tasks to deal with (ie. making lunches, helping with homework, or picking up, dropping off, then picking up again) was downright bliss. A stay-cation, if you will. By Thursday, I was well rested, incredibly well organized (man, you can get a lot done when you're alone) and itching to see my girls. My husband and I flew down to meet up with everyone on Thursday morning and spent four amazing days with them in the hot, Florida sun. I'm talking 90 degrees, hot. Yes, I did run in it. And, no, I did not complain about it. Not a peep. On Sunday evening, I sat on my in-laws' back porch with my feet up, watching my girls swim and enjoying the last few hours of relaxation before I would have to switch gears for Monday. A bittersweet moment for sure. I knew it had to end, but I wasn't quite ready. Such is the way. For a brief bit, I thought about the 20 miler that I was scheduled to run the next day. I was pretty sure it wouldn't happen due to the fact that we had to get up at the crack of dawn to catch our flight. But I wasn't ruling it out, either. About 13 seconds later, because that's all the time I had for thoughts on marathon training on my last night, I jumped in the pool for one last swim with the girls. When the alarm clock went off the next morning, I jolted awake and into deal mode. Holy shite! Game over. Roll 'em out. As Soul II Soul sang back in 1989, Back to life. Back to reality. A little throwback for you as I let you know how my Monday unfolded.
~ 4:30AM wake up. how the hell do people get up this early on a regular basis?
~ Brushed teeth no time for the hair
~ Woke kids up and threw them and their luggage into the car.
~ Catnapped for 45 minutes on the way to the airport.
~ Sleepwalked through security and to the gate. My kids skipped. Rosie might have cartwheeled. Just...how?
~ Drank a very large coffee.
~ 3 hour flight Dozed off through much of this. R & G are amazing travelers. Bless them.
~ Rushed home from the airport to change clothes, make lunches, grab backpacks and get girls to school.
~ Sucked down another cup of coffee on the way to school.
~ Dropped girls off and headed home. Long run or no long run. That was the question. Well, actually the question really was, how awake are you, Rebecca?
~ Fortuitously found my running bud who happened to be mid-run right near the girls' school. She'd already run 5, but told me she was happy to do a few more with me thus I scooped her up and we went back to my house so I could change and we could run from there. She's awesome.
~ Ran 7 miles with KH.
~ Stopped at home for water and fuel and to debate (again) whether I had another 13 miles in me. It was a long debate. With myself.
~ Forged ahead. Decided at mile 12 that I might have made a mistake and bitten off more than I could chew. Then laughed because there was nothing I could do about it.
~ Back home 3 hours later. SO. FREAKING. HARD.
~ Took dogs for a walk. Okay, no. I actually just rushed them out of the house to go to the bathroom as I had about 20 minutes to get it together before I had to get to work.
~ Showered and changed. Again, no time to brush the hair.
~ Headed to the track for practice.
~ Grabbed another large coffee (yes, that's 3) and a sandwich on the way which I proceeded to inhale while driving.
~ Cursed at myself when I got to work because I forgot pants and it was 50 degrees and raining. Shocker. Not that I forgot pants. But that it was crappy out.
~ Powered through some mile repeats. Well, the girls did. I just powered through.
~ Headed back home for dinner.
~ Pulled into the driveway to see Rosie and Grace running around with the neighbors. Again...how? Oh yeah, they're kids.
~ Ordered pizza for dinner.
~ Wrote this blog post.
~ Went to bed. 8:58pm. The hair just didn't get brushed at all.
Remember that Soul II Soul song I mentioned above? In the next line they ask, or sing rather, However do you want it? However do you need it? Vacation was incredible. Monday was nuts. And today is a new day. Turns out, that's how I want it. How I need it, really. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Listen to this:
Happy With Me - HOLYCHILD