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Running with Jack
Well, I did it. I ran with Jack. First we ran around in the yard together doing races and running up what he calls the mountain in our backyard. Our yard slopes down to the marshy water and I guess when you're two and you're looking up from the edge of the marsh, our backyard is a mountain. After hiking the "mountain," I put him in the jogging stroller and we took off for a real run. It was fun - until we got to the "little mountains" and somehow he would notice my pace slowing down. Imagine that. So he ordered me, "Faster Amma, faster." Easy for him to say, as he sat there anticipating every turn and bump on the trail. He was just in it for the ride. With sweat dropping profusely from every pore in my body and all muscles in my body screaming "What is she doing to us?", I managed to mutter, "This is as fast as Amma can go. It's hard going up this hill pushing you." After that explanation, every time we came to a slight incline, Jack would empathize, "Real hard, Amma?" Of course hills also bring slopes, so when we came to a decline, I could pick up some speed and Jack would shout, "Real fast, Amma, real fast!" As if he were my coach. And you know what? I really was encouraged to keep going. Then when we came to a spot on our run where the trees overhung the trail, Jack yelled, "Tunnel! Wooooooo!" I smiled.
I had forgotten how much fun it is to run with a 2-year-old. And how much of a work-out. I'm still sore - I'd say that one run covered a week, wouldn't you? As soon as my muscles repair and rebuild and if Jack's not around, can I borrow a 2-year-old?
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 It began to happen sometime during the day on a Saturday. A Saturday when we were scheduled to go to a big anniversary celebration of good friends. I couldn’t miss the party but I was beginning to wonder if I should. My head was starting to pound; my body was beginning to feel achy.
I can’t be getting the flu, I thought to myself, I’m too stubborn. I thought if I could just get a run in I’d feel great.
I got the run in but I did not feel great. In fact, I walked the last half mile. I came inside, showered, and off we went to the party. As the evening progressed so did the pounding in my head, the queasiness in my stomach, the aches in my body. I had to go home.
I went straight to bed, collapsing in the covers telling Carl I didn’t think I’d ... |
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