Another weekend, another race.

Well, we had a blast this morning at the Carl Hart Duathalon. It was touch and go with the rain...lots of folks waiting in the parking lot to see if the weather would clear up. Thankfully, it did, just in time for the start at 9:00. We had a blast with lots of our swim buddies, Jackie, Judy, Lisa and some run buddies, Karen and Fran. The course was to run 1.8, bike 10, run 1.8. The trails were muddy in places and my unstable ankles protested, but never did I slip or roll them. And the bike was good, the road surface dried in a short time with all the wind. Oy, that wind!!! By the third loop, I had some confidence and got up to 18 mph a few times. Happy to report that I took nearly 4 minutes off of my total time from last year!

Although it is a miracle after all the food and sangria I had with Esra and Bernadette yesterday! And today was an eating orgy. Complete with chocolate cake for Mother's Day. (Thank you Esra!!) I really must find some discipline with my food...I do well for a day, then I blow it for three. Tomorrow is a new week, I will try, try again.

The other thing I want to begin this week is the supplement thing. Joe has been telling me for years (at least 11 years) to take at least a multi-vitamin. And other things as well. Then, I come home with Dr. Steve's recommendations, swearing maybe I should try them after all. I think Joe was a bit insulted. But....be that as it may...he seems to be right...I've been told again and again by so many....I had better put a note on my calendar...I'll never remember otherwise.

Very excited to get my orthotics this coming week. Hoping that will help a whole host of issues from my back to my hip to my knee to my ankle to maybe even the big ol' honkin' callus problem on one foot.

After the half marathon last week, Joe took one look at my foot and told me to find someone to take care of it. It was so bad I couldn't even fit it into my shoe on Monday. Then, when I saw Dr. Steve on Wednesday and he saw it, he urged me to do the same. He tried to tell me about a pumice stone. I was like, "This is AFTER the pumice stone!" I happened to have $6.00 in extra bucks for CVS and decided to see what they might have to help with what we not so affectionately call "the honker." There is this thing, it resembles a cheese grater, made for the purpose of shredding away the offensive honker. After much grating and shredding, my foot is now nearly the original size it was before I got involved in all this fitness whoop-de-doo. So maybe, now, with the orthotics too, it will not get to be so horrendous again...we shall see. We need to do something before November, that is for sure. That honker hurt so badly by mile 7 last week....and that would have only been 25% of a full marathon...I'd never finish...

Alas, my darling daughter is pinging me via FB now for advice. This is a bonus Mother's Day present! Imagine that. My ruminations must end here so I can figure out all the wrong things to say...wink, wink.

Happy Mother's Day to all the Moms out there! Especially my own Mom, who I know will be reading this with her morning coffee on Monday!