Tuesday, May 10, 2011

The world is full of mysteries - questions that have no answers. And there's a mysterious situation that's been happening at our house on and off. It all centers around Josh.

He's been a little prone to infections lately. I think it's all from burning the candle at both ends. Working hard, playing hard, not sleeping enough - the sort of thing that would put anyone over 30 in hospital for a week suffering from exhaustion. He's had a couple of upper respiratory tract infections lately. But that's not the mysterious thing. The mysterious thing is that whenever he's laid low, an Angel of Mercy arrives at our front door. Usually the Angel of Mercy is bearing chicken soup or Tiger Balm or Multivitamins. And these, usually beautiful, girls always stay for hours ministering to his every need. Where they come from, I don't know. And they usually just disappear in the wee hours of the morning - just like the elves in The Elves and The Shoemaker. It's all very odd.

I attempted my Kick-Up-The Backside run again today. My aim was to run 2 x 2k hard in the middle of an 11k run. It was partially successful. Successful in that I ran all four of those hard k's at sub 5min pace (4:48, 4:47, 4:55, 4:43). Partially was because I had to stop to go to the loo just before the last k. I blame Iven for my necessary toilet stop. He gave me some of my favourite lollies for Mother's Day. Lollies which I have very little control over my consumption. Lollies that I may have eaten just a couple too many of yesterday. Lollies which contain the known laxative licorice. Ah well - it made that last k really fast.

I'll finish on a bit of a sad note. My alarm clock of 15 years finally died this week. Apparently I dropped it one too many times and it will no longer alarm me. Of course it had to happen on the day of speed session. I woke up at 5:47 instead of 4:55 which meant that they'd started without me. There was a little mental swearing, a morning of regret and then the purchase of a brand spanking new clock. May it ring for another 15 years.


  1. Oh good grief that is an early wake up!! I don't know how you do it! I wouldn't run if it meant that I would have to get up that early. seriously, that's how horrible it sounds to me. I know so many runners that just get up and run early mornings without a problem. I just don't work like that.

    Your son, I can see why the ladies might be coming to take care of him. YOu're so funny! Hope he stays well. Maybe it is the Angels that are actually causing him to get sick. Too much hanging around with those beautiful women can really be distracting to a guy and he might just lose sleep which is important to the immune system or so I've heard. Ha!

    Glad you got a new Alarm clock Char! Wouldn't want you getting lazy and sleeping in until 6 am or anything. slacker.

  2. Commiserations about your alarm clock. I'm with Amanda above - I will never get up at 5am to run (unless it's to run out of the house when it's on fire...).

  3. "Apparently I dropped it one too many times..."

    "Dropped" it?

  4. Haha, I like the mystery of the angels. I got a new alarm last month. Mine was knocked off by one of the cats and didn't want to work again. I can't be without a good one as I'm up between 3:30 and 4:20 every day.

  5. Awww, your poor alarm clock :(. I remember when mine bit the dust - I had had it since college and hard to let go. What a dork I can be!!

    Oh your son is just a ladies man ;). My 15-year old has a new girlfriend....yikes!!!

  6. I think Amanda is on to something here...are the angels the chicken or the egg? hope he feels better soon.

    Poor alarm clock. May it RIP!

  7. Sorry to hear your son hadn't been feeling well. But boy, the girls seem to really like him. That's cute!

    Be careful about dropping your alarm clock!

  8. I had to buy a new alarm clock but now I use my phone instead. Love it.

  9. Was that "dropping" or rather "throwing" the alarm clock? Just wondering...especially at such an ungodly hour...

    I can certainly see why the angels might be coming round to minster to your son! Hope he feels better soon - or maybe the idea is to keep this going for a while, and keep the visitors coming a while longer???

  10. My alarm clock is probably 20 years old. I rue the day it drops too many times. Hey, about that flag. Don't you want my address? :-)


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