1. I’m finally getting on track with my marathon training. I attempted to do a flexible training plan, but I should have known better than to try a plan. I’m more of an increase my long run when it feels right kind of girl. I’m such a planner except for running – I prefer to fly by the seat of my pants in this arena. Maybe it is because planning for something in June with the military lifestyle is full on crazy. Hopefully my husband wont be coming or going on race day. Well, I guess it is okay if he is coming home on race day. Monday I got in 6.5 miles, 1 yesterday and another 6 today. I am running a 10k on Saturday so I will probably do a short run with Boomer on Friday.
2. Millie went to the spa and got to wear a bow for the first time ever. It lasted just long enough for me to snap a picture.
3. After my run on Monday I was laying in the floor rolling out my legs when a man knocked on my door. My biggest fear in life is getting kidnaped so naturally I ducked behind the couch like any (almost) 24 year old would. I hid for two more knocks before the guy finally went away. About an hour later I saw the note on the door that I missed my flower delivery. Yep, the guy who came to kidnap me was actually a flower delivery guy.
I’ve never seen anything like this before, but it is cool because it will last way longer than cut flowers. Oh yea, they are from my husband. I guess I’ll keep him.
4. Boomer is getting much better on his runs! I let him set the pace on Tuesday’s run and guess what he decided on…. 8:27. We averaged 8:27! He came back home and took a nap. I’m not sure which is more amazing. I am so excited he likes to run and we are already talking about what hikes we can take him on.
I lied. One more thing…
5. Deployment #1 is still going. And going, and going and going. After getting some not so great news, I was able to talk to my husband several times (woo hoo!). We are back to “black out” meaning nothing in and nothing out – no mail, phone calls, emails – but we are able to send family grams. Basically you get 10 – 50 words messages, but you send it knowing that anyone (and everyone if they deem it embarrassing) can read it. There are very strict guidelines about what you can’t say or your family gram will get rejected. Of course, we named our dog Boomer, a type of submarine, so I am always worried they are going to think I’m talking in code or something.