Last weekend, we had our first round of Sick Baby. Poor Ellie picked up a stomach virus somewhere (the down side of taking your teeny tiny child all over the place) and it hit her hard on Saturday and Sunday. Monday was an off day as we were making sure she really was done with it and Tuesday I was recovering from it. My husband somehow escaped it, and we were just thankful that only one of us was down at a time.
I was actually registered for a 5k this weekend, but I bailed on it at the last minute. I signed up for the race right after Ellie was born, but before I was back into running. At the time, I remember thinking, “I’ll totally be able to run a 5k in three months!” Little did I know. I could have gone out and made a decent run/walk effort, but the race was downtown, ridiculously early in the morning, and it was supposed to be horrible weather. Basically, the logistics were far more than I was willing to deal with for a race that I wasn’t terribly excited about. So I slept in and was perfectly fine with that choice. I’ll wait until I’m really excited about a race before I pull the trigger.
Wednesday: Run/walk 1.9 miles
Friday: Run/walk 2.0 miles
Total for the week: 3.9 miles