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getting back to my life
Feb. 8th, 2011 09:37 amThere is one reliable fact in my life these days: if you send a baby to day care, she will get sick and she will make me sick along with her. So started the year 2011. DG got sick. Then I got sick. Then she got a secondary bacterial infection. Then I got a secondary bacterial infection. Then she got over it and I didn't. I guess I've been back on my feet for a solid 7 days now. Poor little DG is on the next virus and her nose is runny again.
I'm not very good at pulling myself back together once I've been derailed. I'm trying to do better. The cold + sinus infection knocked me out of running for 3 weeks. Laziness knocked me out for a 4th. Last night I started a 10 wk training program at my local running store. Basically, you spend 10 weeks training with them 2 nights a week plus 2 runs on your own. Then they have a 5k at the end. I took DG in the job stroller. It did not go well. Dare I say that one of the things about living in South Louisiana is that no one here can start anything on time? We were supposed to start running at 5:30. Instead, they left us standing around, started talking to us at 5:40 and didn't start the walking warm up until nearly 6pm. And it was cold. 45degrees with a brutal wind chill. I had to call J to come and get the poor girl. The organizers swear that from now on, pre-running stretches will start promptly at 5:30. We'll see how it goes. I think once the weather warms up a bit, she'll be more game. She used to really like going out in the stroller, but every month brings something new.
DG will be 19 months old tomorrow. The big thing in her world right now is language acquisition. It's exciting, really thrilling, to hear a little baby learn a new word. Predictably, she uses many of those to give her opinion about what's going on around her. And who wouldn't leap at the chance to exercise some control over a world in which things randomly happen to you and you are too helpless to do anything about it. Still, I came away from my run last night pissed off that no one here can ever just get down to business and feeling like a really crappy parent for making my poor kid so miserable.
I'm not very good at pulling myself back together once I've been derailed. I'm trying to do better. The cold + sinus infection knocked me out of running for 3 weeks. Laziness knocked me out for a 4th. Last night I started a 10 wk training program at my local running store. Basically, you spend 10 weeks training with them 2 nights a week plus 2 runs on your own. Then they have a 5k at the end. I took DG in the job stroller. It did not go well. Dare I say that one of the things about living in South Louisiana is that no one here can start anything on time? We were supposed to start running at 5:30. Instead, they left us standing around, started talking to us at 5:40 and didn't start the walking warm up until nearly 6pm. And it was cold. 45degrees with a brutal wind chill. I had to call J to come and get the poor girl. The organizers swear that from now on, pre-running stretches will start promptly at 5:30. We'll see how it goes. I think once the weather warms up a bit, she'll be more game. She used to really like going out in the stroller, but every month brings something new.
DG will be 19 months old tomorrow. The big thing in her world right now is language acquisition. It's exciting, really thrilling, to hear a little baby learn a new word. Predictably, she uses many of those to give her opinion about what's going on around her. And who wouldn't leap at the chance to exercise some control over a world in which things randomly happen to you and you are too helpless to do anything about it. Still, I came away from my run last night pissed off that no one here can ever just get down to business and feeling like a really crappy parent for making my poor kid so miserable.
