Runaways

I watched The Runaways today, and so that's what I'm calling this post.

Jack Eli 

There's not been much activity here on account of this guy, and the run-up to his arrival on January 28th. My running has been sporadic and passionless for months now as my wife's condition grew less ambulatory. I won't bore you with details except to say that I had a lot on my plate with taking care of her and our seven-year-old. It's paid off in dividends, however. I mean, look at the little guy. We make beautiful babies.

So, I haven't been running much, but this week, I have been bounding back. Helped by some unseasonably mild weather, I have done a couple two or three milers around the neighborhood when mom & Jack haven't needed me. My legs, atrophied from disuse, usually feel like tree trunks, and I find myself out of breath before a half-mile has past. Once again, I find myself starting over with my running. And me with a 5K coming up next weekend.

This weekend, I have my running group. Due to family commitments, I have missed the first three meetings of this YMCA-sponsored training club. I hope they'll forgive me. [If they don't, I'll show them baby pictures until they lighten up.] The plan, Saturday, is to do six miles in the hills of Cherokee Park. The weather is supposed to be nice-ish, so I ought to be able to run in Vibrams. [I don't run in them if the weather is below 45 because my feet get too cold, even with Injini socks.]

So that's what's going on. I am training for the Triple Crown, so I have the Anthem 5K next weekend, the Rodes City Run [10K] two weeks hence, and the Papa John's 10 Miler two weeks after that. Y'all come out!