A week of vacation

It’s been a while since I last posted but only a week since any real activity. I was actually very consistent with running and lifting over the past month or two, but took the past week off since I was on vacation until this morning. As I write this, I am awaiting a call telling me that my wife is finished with her colonoscopy. Since she did her prep yesterday and was in no condition to join me, I started the day at our YMCA on the treadmill. December has started and there will be enough interruptions due to the holidays that I needed to get in a run first thing. I only ran a 5K, but decided that it was enough to get my blood flowing and brain working as I head back to work. I also determined that I really need to replace my treadmill shoes before covering too many more miles. They have 450+ miles on them, but that is all inside on the treadmill. Needless to say, it will be cheaper to replace them than to pay for a few doctors visits when I screw up my legs continuing to run on them.

Last Friday, I drove 500+ miles to Virginia to spend time with the guys on an annual fishing trip in Deltaville. I have missed this for the past few years, but decided that I had both the time and need to see the boys. On Saturday, we played two sets of tennis outside (and it was cold). I played in my “normal” walking shoes – old and cheap. The tennis was fun but my calfs were both screaming at me for days after the activity. I attribute the pain to lack of use in a back and forth motion, since running doesn’t have the same sort of lateral movement associated with tennis. It had been over five years since I even held a racket, so was pleased with a few of my shots and not overly disappointed in my overall playing. I took my time coming back to Connecticut, visiting with a few friends on my way home. It was relaxing to spend time away from work and not worry about working out, eating right, but enough is enough. One good thing is that when I stepped on the scale this morning, I was right where I was when my slack off week started (give or take a pound).

On Thanksgiving, my daughter and I headed to our local turkey trot a just under 5-mile race named the Manchester Road Race. She has been having hip pain for a few years now since her body is totally out of alignment. She was a sport, trying to run a few times but mostly giving up to walking the majority of the route. Since it was purely father/daughter time, I stayed with her the entire time. We nearly froze at the start since it was in the upper 20s with a wicked wind blowing through the streets. Since we both planned on running, we were both wearing at least one layer too few on our tops and both fingers and toes were feeling the cold enough to ache. We were very thankful to have the starting gun go off at 11, although the feet were so cold it was hard to feel them as we started. One really cool thing about this race is the number of celebrity runners that it attracts. Amby Burfoot (former Boston Marathon winner and 51 times finisher of this race) and Desiree Davila from the women’s side both ran in the 77th running of this Thanksgiving day tradition. This year there were 15,000 participants. It’s amazing that this small town race gets such a huge draw of big names each year – especially with it being held on Thanksgiving day!