For the longest time, it seemed like the days and weeks were dragging, and all of a sudden, poof, the summer is over and we're two days away from our trip to Disney. My head is spinning.
Today my son turned six. SIX! I still have no idea how that happened. If you ask his four year old sister, though, she'll tell you. "He had birthdays, momma." Oh. Right.
This morning I got up at 5 a.m. so that I could get my long run in for the week. I actually woke up at 4:50 and spent a solid 8 minutes debating with myself as to how I could stay in bed and not hate myself later. By 5:20 I'd eaten a little breakfast and was dressed and out the door, so obviously I lost that debate. Or won it. I'm still not sure.
It was cold when I started out this morning. Cold! August 15th and I was shivering as I started out. It was glorious. I'm looking forward to fall so that all of my runs can feel so awesome.
I've decided that after the New Orleans Rock N Roll Half Marathon in February, I'm done with races for a good long while. I need to be able to skip runs every now and then. Until then, though, I'm following coach's orders and being a good girl.
Tomorrow, packing. Saturday, Disney. For now, though, "Olivia" with my daughter until the boys are done playing XBox and it's bedtime for my munchkins (which was supposed to be 45 minutes ago, but hey, it's a special day).
Six. My "baby" is SIX!