Thank God last week's over.
Let's just say that it was challenging and leave it at that...
... and I would but that is way less fun than having a good old whiny bitch about it. Too much work and not enough time. Having the one-armed bandit steal even more of the time that I didn't have to go do trivial things like see doctors to have stitches removed. Hey, I could have done that with my quick unpick down in the work room.
I have a little wish list for this week - that my husband has some form of divine blessing and is miraculously healed and that my dog stops scratching himself.
Remember how Toby was wearing the cone of shame last week to stop him from chewing on his leg? Well the cone of shame did its job but caused another problem. Toby didn't like is around his neck so he scratched at it and he scratched enough to make his neck infected. There's nothing quite like getting cuddles from a dog whose neck is weeping and manky. After a couple of days trying to keep it clean with betidine I just waved the white flag in surrender and sent him up to the vet to get some antibiotics.
It's looking so much better even after only 48 hours.
So that was the Reader's Digest version of the week's bad bits. Now it's time to move on to the highlights reel.
- Getting all of my work done. It took an 11 hour day and a threatening Facebook post to the boys to say there would be no dinner unless someone stepped up but it did finally get finished.
Thanks Luke for stepping into the breach and filling my apron.
- Having a great tempo run on Monday - 6 of the kilometres under the 5 min mark and the hilly kilometre at 5:03. I call that a success.
- Having another great session the following day at speed. Four of the 1k reps under 4:40 pace and the other three under 4:50. Another success.
- Making it to the lookout on the trail run without walking. Yeah, I know I walked a little on the very last hill but I'm still calling it a success.
- A solid 20k LSD on Saturday to round out the week.
Funny how four out of five positives are running-related. But running was what kept me sane last week and kept the family safe from their slightly work-crazed matriarch.
It all caught up with me on Sunday. Apart from a little walk to get coffee with a friend, some washing and a bit of cake decorating I just lay around and read for the most of the day.
Happy Birthday Becky
And I skipped this morning's run - my body needed sleep more than it needed another flogging.
This week will be much more sane. I hope.