Make-Up Time

I did my make-up run for the CCVI Trolley Run the beginning of August. I did it without Hubby and without really thinking that I would even do four miles at all that day. My original plan was to set aside a weekend for both my husband and I to run. I was worried my husband wouldn’t do it at all unless I do it with him. Then he had a horrible bicycle accident.

We haven’t had a great year. It has been kind of rough. First my husband’s cousin went into coma and then my father died. Fortunately my husband’s cousin has recovered wonderfully. Then a little over a month later we were at a Royals game headed to the outfield with our kids. Bubby and Sissy raced away from us to the stairs from the top-level. The stairs are concrete and they zig zag down at least three flights. Hubby went past Bubby and caught up to Sissy to hold her hand. I was in the process of catching up to Bubby when I saw him flying head first down one set of the stairs! They had both stopped racing when we told them to be careful and not run on the stairs. I’m not sure how he ended up falling.

Talk about a parent’s nightmare! I won’t go into all the emotions I went through, but just know I was happy he was alive and crying by the time I reached him. I wanted to just hold him and console him. I didn’t even see the HUGE knot on his head. My husband did and rushed us to First Aid at the stadium. We spent four innings in there waiting for the doctor to check him. Hubby held the ice on his head while I read him and his sister some small books I always carry in our backpack. It really helped calm him. The doctor finally came and checked Bubby. The doctor felt like Bubby would be okay since he never lost consciousness. He had a scrape on his chin, his neck and his knee. That was it other than the knot that looked SOOOO much better after the ice. He was up for playing mini golf in the outfield and grabbing some food before we went back to our seats to see the fireworks.

I got some emails weeks earlier from my husband’s Garmin that goes on his bike. He made me his emergency contact. Bubby’s scrapes were barely healed and it had been less than a week since his tumble when I got a text from Garmin that Hubby was in an “incident.” I was on the phone immediately. I knew he had his cordless headset on when he rides. So if everything was good he could still answer his phone to talk to me real quick. He answered, but all was not well. He told me he was okay for the most part but that he would call me back later.

He called me back from the emergency room and told me to call his parents to watch the kids and grab him some extra clothes. My mother-in-law and father-in-law came over to watch the kids while I went to get Hubby at the emergency room. My father-in-law went with me in case Hubby had a hard time walking. It was a good thing too. Hubby looked terrible. He had road rash all over him. His shoulder looked like someone slapped a piece of raw meat on it. His helmet was broken and it looked like it left bruises on his bald head. He ended up with broken ribs and no head injury. We didn’t leave until almost midnight. We had to go to an all night pharmacy a little ways out of our way. Hubby had no food or water even though he had been cycling pretty hard and probably needed some water. The hospital didn’t want him consuming anything in case they needed to do surgery. We stopped and got him a hamburger and brought it home. He was so tired and in pain. His parents left after we got him settled in the recliner to sleep. He said laying down straight hurt too bad and he could not sleep in our bed.

I took the kids to vacation bible school the next morning. When I came back home my husband showed me a comment on his cycling group page made by the sister of lady that was involved in Hubby’s wreck. See Hubby and the rest of his group were probably going about twenty-five mph down a hill when Hubby’s bike chain slipped. He went down and two ladies right behind him could not stop or swerve. They ended up running him over (probably how he got his broken ribs) and got injuries of their own. One lady mostly just had road rash and some swelling. The other lady got a bad gash around her eyebrow from her sunglasses. The lady with the cut got stitches which were done by the ER doctor. She somehow got an appointment and already had a plastic surgeon fix them that morning. Her sister posted a picture of the results and then made a snarky comment about how my husband caused the wreck and had not reached to those injured.

Now if you know ANYTHING about cycling you know that when you ride in a group and a wreck happens it is very possible more than one person is going down. A lot of times these wrecks happen to no fault of the riders. That is if they are not doing something stupid like turning in front of someone without signalling. I mean I don’t ride and I know this. Also this was barely within twelve hours of the incident. Hubby made a comment to the lady with the head injury in the same thread BEFORE her picture was posted. The lady with the cut asked how he was doing. He replied he was okay but that he was sorry his accident caused her and the other lady to go down as well. I guess her sister didn’t see that! I guess a comment in Facebook first thing in the morning after Hubby had been in the hospital most of the night and on pain killers just wasn’t good enough for the “protective sister.” Can you tell this woman is NOT on my good side?

Anyway a lot of my husband’s cycling buddies are definitely setting up their emergency contacts on their Garmin. Come to find out I called Hubby before he could even make it off the pavement. A friend picked up Hubby’s phone for him as he was getting off the ground and told him his wife was calling. I looked back at the text and emails Garmin sent me that night. Garmin even gave me his coordinates.

So this all leads up to why I decided to turn in my run and let Hubby heal and decide when he is ready to do his make-up run. I usually run three times a week in different areas. I am totally addicted to Jeff Galloway’s training plan. I still kind of follow it. So if we do another Disney race, I have no problem jumping back into things. I ended up doing a really good run one morning. I usually only get in a little over three and half miles, but this particular morning I got in four miles. I did about a ten minute mile which is really good for me. I talked it over with Hubby and he said to go ahead and submit it.

If Hubby ends up needing someone to run with him, I will run with him. That is probably how it will happen. He is not much of a solo runner. He’ll have to do it soon though.

So nothing exciting happened on my run thankfully. We’ve just had a very rough summer so far. This post is already a bit long and the run of not so good things didn’t really stop there. Seriously I mean I sometimes feel like we are living a bad country music song. My Dad would have totally appreciated that joke.

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Our Five Year Olds Are Going To Pre-K

I don’t know if I want to give you an example of what was said to me. It was all so hurtful. A friend of mine recently gave me a very strong and harsh opinion of what he thought about our kids going to pre-k instead of kindergarten this year. I was very upset and did not know where such a strong reaction surfaced from him. I later sent a message and told him how hurt I was. He has since apologized and mentioned he wasn’t himself that day. It still hurt and made me search for other opinions about pre-k.

My initial search did not have many results. We felt pretty good about our decision up to that point. So why was one person’s opinion shaking me up so much? Yes, he is a friend and I cherish my friend’s opinions. However he hasn’t been around our kids that much. We know them better. Our choice was not made lightly. I’ve heard the issue discussed a thousand time in several of my mommy groups. It all came down to deciding what was right for the specific family. I mean sending them to kindergarten at a public school would certainly help with our finances quite a bit.

Speaking of public school, our preschool is at a church. Some might think they want us to stick around to help their finances. I don’t feel like they are after money. They have a whole education center. They go from preschool through eighth grade. We actually got information in the mail on their kindergarten program even though the preschool teacher recommended pre-k. I’m sure they automatically do it for students who are eligible.

Now that I’ve mentioned last year’s teacher, I’ll also mention that the preschool teacher before that recommended pre-k. Of course we listened, but since we had a whole other year, we kind of kept her opinion on the back burner. That is until the teacher this year recommended it. Both teachers feel my kids are smart. The three-year old class teacher said they needed some work on gross motor skills. She said we needed to work on cutting, drawing, threading, etc. Basically we needed to do a lot of crafts. I’m not the kind of mom that crafts really. Worried that my kids were suffering because of something that I lacked, I subscribed to a monthly craft box called Koala Crate. We recently upgraded to Kiwi Crate. I feel it helps and the kids love the crafts.

Before I spoke to the four-year old class teacher, I sent a message to our old Parents As Teachers Educator. If you are not familiar with the program here in Kansas it is a program where the school district sends out an educator to your home and helps you monitor the child’s progress and development. It is just another set of eyes to help you. We LOVED our educator. Ms. Dorothy was awesome. I asked about kindergarten round-up at the public school and if I should go since we kind of decided to do pre-k. She gave me some information about our school. She said it wouldn’t hurt to check things out and learn more. She also added that if we did do pre-k that was fine because she did not know of anybody that ever regretted it. I even kept the email to refer back to if I needed it. I wanted ALL the information to make the right decision for my family and our needs.

I went to kindergarten round-up and didn’t read or see anything I didn’t already know. A few weeks later I had a conference with my kids’ current teacher. She still said pre-k would be a good idea. My husband and I talked it over we realized it might be the best fit for us. That doesn’t sound super confident, I know, but how can you ever be one hundred percent sure? We also discussed the fact that we both have Fall birthdays. We spent most of our kindergarten year (you know waaaaay back when) as six-year olds. Our kids have a summer birthday. Our kids would always be either one of the youngest or one of the oldest in class. I have also known children to skip a year or two if they really want to later.

I became a little obsessed with what every body else was doing after the incident with my friend. It seemed like a nice mix of people on my Facebook page were doing what we were and others went ahead and started their kids in kindergarten instead of waiting. Of course each family is different. My husband, who was for kindergarten at first, could not understand why my confidence was wavered by one person’s opinion. I guess it is the kind of topic that can spark some intense emotions like breastfeeding or co-sleeping.

One of my mommy groups had a get together and I told a few of the ladies how I felt. One lady said she chose to wait a year with her kids. She actually said the same thing that our PAT Educator said. She said she did not know of anybody that ever regretted it.

As stated, I tried to find blog posts or other opinion articles on the topic and came up a bit short. Maybe my Google skills aren’t that great, but I decided to do my own blog post about it once the deal was sealed. Shall I tell you how I felt better about my decision? Well . . .(drum roll) I asked my kids what THEY wanted. I know, that is so unheard of isn’t it?

Sissy said she couldn’t wait to get to kindergarten, but she was also excited about pre-k. I told her should could go to kindergarten now and skip pre-k. She said that she didn’t want to skip pre-k. I asked her if she was sure. I told her she could start kindergarten now as a five-year-old. As the year goes the other kids would be turning six and she would still be five. She wouldn’t be six until the summer. Then I also said that she could go to pre-k this year and start kindergarten as a six-year-old. As the year progresses the other kids would also turn six. My son summed it up and asked her if she wanted to be younger or older when she started school. She said she wanted to be six. I asked my son, who was of course listening and helping me explain things, what he wanted to do. He said he wanted to stay with Sissy.

So we are still good to go to pre-k. I suppose if I’m still blogging in the next few years I can let you know if I regret it or not. I’m sure some twin moms are wondering about my son’s response to stick with Sissy. There is only one pre-k class at our school. So I can’t separate this year. I guess that issue will come up next year in kindergarten. Don’t worry we will once again weigh all the facts and make a decision that we feel is best for our family.

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Drip, Drip, Drip, Boom!

So we lucked out doing three half marathons in Kansas City area in the Spring without getting completely soaked. Well we weren’t so lucky for the Four on the Fourth this year. Rain was in the forecast for the morning but luckily it wasn’t for the evening because you know, fireworks.

My in-laws stayed the night as usual when we do one of our early morning races. I just knew we were going to be late because Hubby had a hard time getting out of bed. Of course we weren’t late. We were fine. We parked where we normally do and casually walked to the start. I took the kids to get our race packet at Gary Gribbles the day before so we didn’t have to worry about that. I brought my race shirt with me because I’m not real fond of tank tops. I had hoped to switch it out after the race if there was a chance.

Hubby commented that he didn’t think there would be much going on after the race since it was going to rain. We bumped into one of our kiddo’s classmates and his mom. She had him and his little sister in a double stroller to do the race. We chit chatted about kids’ birthday parties and then lined up for the race.

It was already sprinkling a bit but as soon as the race started, so did the rain. I’ve never been afraid to run in the rain. I started my love of running with the hashers in Little Rock. If you don’t know what the hash is, it is a “drinking club with a running problem.” Some kennels (chapters) are more into running than others. Little Rock is big into running. They run on anything: trails, asphalt, drainage ditches, thick bushes with thorns, poison ivy, etc. They will run in anything as long as it is safe. I’ve run in rain (without lightning), snow, sleet, etc. So, yeah, I wasn’t really phased by the rain much.

It really started to pound on us when I was about around mile two. I also started to lose sound in my wireless headset. I just got my LG headset replaced because of the warranty and now it was getting soaked. I so hoped I could get it dry and save it. This was also the first year I dressed up for the race. We did Disneyland’s super hero race back in November. We did the Gauntlet Challenge. So we did two races. One race I had a Captain America shirt on with my white running skort and the other I did in a Spider Man shirt and black leggings. So of course I wore my Captain America outfit again. the problem was that my skort has a lot of fabric and I’ve tightened the waistband a bit since I’ve lost weight. The rain was really weighing my skort down. I wrung it out a few times. Thankfully I had the waist tight enough that it wasn’t going anywhere. I saw a few people around me that had to keep pulling shorts and such up because how the rain was weighing down their clothes.

I didn’t see any people taking pictures for the race, but I saw a few camera crews. I guess a bunch of people running in the rain on the Fourth of July is a good news story. I haven’t looked up anything on it yet. I just tried to smile even though I probably looked like a drowned rat.

My time was better last year according to my Facebook post. My time this year was 42:13. Last year it was 40:34. I was also apparently wearing the same running skort when you look at last year’s photos. Of course I didn’t get any photos because I was too busy getting drenched. I also didn’t see any on the website site. Usually a race will still have photos because the photographers usually have a bag or something over their cameras, but I guess it was raining too hard. Although by the time I got to about mile three it started to let up quite a bit. We even stuck around long enough after the race to get sunglasses and water bottles for the kiddos. They had Baby Girl’s favorite color, pink, and Little Man’s favorite color, purple, for the sunglasses. We also got our root beer floats.

It started to rain hard again as we finished our root beer floats. We decided to leave. I didn’t get a chance to exchange my shirt, but at least I had it with me to change into something dry in the car.

The kiddos were not real happy that our neighborhood kids’ parade was canceled. Well it was actually rescheduled to the next Saturday. Hubby was upset that his results were not listed. I did have a bit of an issue when we went to pick up our race packets.

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I should have not only asked to double-check my husband’s registration, I should have asked if I could have a men’s shirt. I’m not a fan of tanks. I think they let you trade it in later at one of the running stores or something, but we’ve had a series of bad accidents lately. 

I walked into the store to get our race packets during a slow time. A walked up to a young lady and she helped me get my bib. The gentleman beside her heard me give her my name and he started typing. He told her not to worry about my Hubby because he got his bib done. When he handed me my husband’s bib it had WXL on it. My bib had WL on it. I know mine meant woman’s large for my shirt. So I turned to the gentleman and told him I meant to get my husband a men’s XL. He looked back at the computer and said that it told him it we got a woman’s XL, but he would be happy to change it on the bib. I should have known then that there was an issue. I should have had him pull it up again.

That was the second time in a week that I had a gut feeling that I should have done something and did not. I had taken the kids and some friends to the Crown Center. We did Kaleidoscope and they gave us a ticket for free parking for three hours. When we left there was a gentleman standing there helping people with the parking machine. When I handed him our parking ticket and the pass he entered both and then said we owed eight dollars. It only took off three dollars! I was surprised, but my friend grabbed some money and handed it to him. He put it in the machine and gave us change. When I got home I was upset that I didn’t say anything. Then I thought maybe he was running a scam. I’m not sure he would benefit from it since he did everything through the machine and didn’t seem to pocket anything. If anything he made money for the parking garage.

At least this was fixable. Hubby gave me a screen shot from his Strava. I emailed the nice people at Four on the Fourth and explained the situation. I gave them his bib number and my bib number. They emailed me back first thing Wednesday morning and said it was fixed. I checked the website and sure enough it was fixed. They were super nice and fixed it super quick. Issue resolved. Wish I could still make the Crown Center issue right. I think it is more about me being hard on myself. Being an introvert isn’t a bad thing unless you let it. You have to speak up when you know something isn’t right.

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Another One With The Chiefs

We did the Chief’s 5K again. The route seemed the same. It didn’t seem as hard probably because being “forewarned is forearmed.” I mean we knew they would probably run us up the roundabouts in the stadium. The Hubby and I were fine this time. We agreed on the time to leave home for the race and everything seemed to go a lot smoother than last year. The only thing was that my in-laws were out-of-town at the time.

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The start of the race

We decided it was smart to have a paid back up babysitter and not just family. You know in case our family might actually have their own stuff to do every now and then. My mother-in-law and father-in-law were on a trip with our nephew out West. I can’t remember what my sister-in-law had to do that night, but we got our neighbor’s girl to watch our kiddos. We use her every now and then. The kiddos love her.

The packet pick-up was right before the race. They did not have any other time or day. So we got out there waaaay early. We chilled out a bit before the race. Hubby wanted to do a bit of shopping at the store but it was closed. We thought they would be open for the special event. They might have made a bit of money if they had been open. I mean there are a lot of Chiefs fan out and about the stadium.

The start was a little late this year. We are not sure why. The water stops were a little far and the second one seems too close to the first. I don’t remember that last year, but I did the first one and skipped the second one. Usually you get one stop at each mile but the first stop was at least a mile and half in the race. The second stop was close to mile two so you only ran about half a mile before you get to another water stop. I think a lot of people skipped it.

We saw they had the margaritas out this year and got those. We get them during the Chiefs games a lot of times. They were nice and cold. They had a lot of the same party games like Jenga which all seem to be a hit. There was a bit of a kink getting out of the stadium though. We didn’t see any locker room tours going this year. I think the locker room tours give them at least two exits out of the stadium. Since they didn’t have that, they only had one place open to exit. So we actually had to wait in a line to get out of the stadium. Before we waited too long someone opened another exit and let us out of the field.

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The line to get out of the stadium

We got some take out and headed home. Last year we ate out at a restaurant but of course Grandmamma is free and a babysitter isn’t. It was all good though. I’m sure we will do the run again.

 

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Just Keep Mooooving

Once again, no rain! How did that happen? How did we do three half marathons in Kansas in the Spring and not get rained on during a single one of them? We were pretty lucky I guess.

I was worried we were going to be late (as usual I always worry), but I could have sworn the time for the Running with the Cows was a 6:30 AM. Websites and emails said it was 7:30 am. I was nervous because neither Rodney nor I had ever ran this particular half marathon. We weren’t sure where to go or what to expect. I eventually figured that I just confused the time for this race with the Garmin Half we did earlier this Spring.

The drive there looked easy enough. It was pretty much a straight shot down US 69 for us. There were signs as well. We got parked in a field near Queen of the Holy Rosary in Bucyrus, KS. We got out and didn’t have to walk far until we were at the start. I was a little bummed because my cordless headset LG HBS760 was not working. I mean it was able to charge, but once I turned it on, nothing! I love my cordless headset. I was so upset I had to use my headset that was not cordless. Then my phone started to act up and I couldn’t even get any music to play at all. I didn’t want to have to deal with the cords if I wasn’t even going to get to use it. Hubby got a new phone and I helped him get it set up so he could listen to a podcast. I just wasn’t in a good mood from the get go.

I got to the start line with Hubby and we laughed at how close the 2:15 pacers were lined up with the 2:30 pacers. I haven’t looked it up, but I’m guessing there is a reason that they line up that close at all the races? This race didn’t seem to have as many participants as Garmin or Rock The Parkway anyway. I got a little panicky because I didn’t think my phone was going to work at all. I really needed my Charity Miles to work for my Doctor Who Running Club team. I’m on Team DoctorDonna. I felt like I haven’t been pulling my weight because I’ve missed some runs, but in all fairness I missed them to be with my family during our difficult time of losing my father. I just took a deep breath and rebooted my phone. It sometimes takes a while and if there was some kind of weird update or something that it needed to do it could take up to a half hour or more. I crossed my fingers that did not happen. I was lucky and my phone came back on in time for the start. I did, however, forget to turn my Garmin on right at the start. My Garmin would go off every 1.1 miles as if I had just did one mile because of that late start. It was all good though. I really wish Charity Miles would automatically link to my Garmin account like a lot of other apps do.

We started off okay. Like I said it wasn’t too crowded. Hubby wanted to do his thing of running, then walking, and then running again when I caught up with him. It was what paid off for him during the Garmin Half. He did fine with that until about mile four. It was hot and it was zapping his energy. I didn’t see him again until the end. It was about mile five that the 2:20 group caught up to me. I tried to stay with them, but I just couldn’t. Maybe the heat was getting me as well.

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A picture of the course from my Connect App

We did a turn around on the course at about the half way point. It wasn’t a true out and back though. We took a turn off and around back to the original road where we started. It was kind of a big square with the small turn around point. I saw Hubby after the turn around point. He was back with the 2:50 people. I asked him if he was okay and he just made a funny face like a dog panting. So I knew he was in good spirits. One lady running next to me in my same direction thought I was talking to her. I told her what I was doing and that I was just worried about my husband with all the people having issues at races like this. When we were at Rock The Parkway we didn’t even know that a young gentleman had issues. We found out about it when we heard a pastor ask for prayers for the family at our church later that day. The pastor mentioned that he died. We were at the Arkansas Heart Hospital with my Dad weeks later when we saw on the news that someone had a heart attack at another race. We didn’t see much more of that report because my Dad’s doctor came out to talk to us.

I mentioned the two runners with the lady beside me. She didn’t know anything about them, but of course she could have been from out of state. There was as lady behind me that caught up and talked to me about the poor gentleman at Rock The Parkway. I told her that Hubby has a family history of heart problems and that he is on medication. We chatted about some other things. She was doing a walk/run thing like we do at our Disney runs. I left her behind when she walked, but she would catch back up to me when she ran. We didn’t talk much more during the race. The 2:25 people caught up to me at mile ten. There were several people who would go back and forth passing during the last part of the race.

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The cow in the upper corner can be taken off and worn like a pin.

I finished with my Garmin at 13.12 miles in 2:29:25. My official time on the website was 2:29:23.1. Interesting since I started my Garmin late. I got my medal and water. My right leg felt like I was trying to get a charley horse the last two miles. I didn’t hurt as bad when I was done. I went to the KC Running Company tent to get our Heartland prize. It was a medal. I asked the lady if I could get my husband’s as well. She asked if he was also a first time finisher and I said yes. She handed it to me no questions. I got the same thing from the lady handing out the little cow bells. I got a pink one for Baby Girl. I wanted a purple one for Little Man but they didn’t have purple. The nice lady gave me green one though which is another favorite color of his. So to you nice ladies that did that without question, thank you.

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I called Hubby before I got the Heartland medal and asked where he was. He said he was at mile twelve and that he was fine. I guessed it would take him about twelve more minutes to finish. I waited in a shady spot for him. When he didn’t show at the time I thought he would, I got worried again. I thought maybe I should walk down the street a bit. I prayed he was okay. I think losing my Dad had me super emotional.  I finally saw Hubby from where I was standing before I started to head down the race route. I’ll admit I teared up a bit when I saw he was okay and headed back toward the finish line. He finished in 2:50:26.2. I had on sunglasses so nobody noticed I was upset. I wiped away my tears and stood next to the guy giving out the Running With The Cows medals. I put his Heartland medal on him after the other medal was placed.

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Hubby was hot and there was no cold water. Too many runners had gone through already and taken all the cold ones. Hubby was drinking the water warm. I had cooled off a bit waiting for him to finish. We went inside someplace next to the church. We turned off the wrong way at first and did a loop back outside. Don’t ask me how or why. We went back in and found the food. Oh My Gosh! I’ve never seen that much food at a race. Seriously! It was crazy. I should have gotten a picture, but I was hungry. We definitely got our fill of food that morning.

Hubby and I sat down and ate. We both agreed we didn’t really like the course. It was so hot and there was no shade. It was just brutal. It was the wrong course to not have music. I used to run “naked” all the time. I mean no Garmin, no phone, and no headset. Once you get used to it, it is kind of hard to go back to the “old” ways. The band at the beginning was really cool and the guy playing drums in the middle of a field was pretty awesome. The people at the aid stations were great. We just weren’t “feeling it.” We probably won’t do it again unless we try the Heartland again. We do like a challenge.

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In Spirit

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This is where I would normally write about the CCVI Trolley Run, but we missed it this year. I had planned on visiting my father on May 6th, but he did not last that long. I had a very distressing phone conversation with my father the Thursday before the race. He had just been transferred from the DeWitt Hospital to the Arkansas Heart Hospital in Little Rock.

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We decided to skip the race and a few other things going on that weekend to rush and see my Dad. We rearranged a few things including this race. The Sweet 16 Series Challenge allows virtual runs. I emailed and asked if we could in fact do the CCVI Trolley Run virtual. The nice people running the series agreed. With everything in place we packed the kids and got ready to head to Little Rock, Arkansas.

My father wasn’t the only one having a medical emergency. My husband’s cousin went into a diabetic coma. His aunt flew in from Florida and came to our house with my in-laws to eat a family dinner together before my in-laws drove her to Batesville, Arkansas to be with her daughter and the rest of the family. We were getting it from both sides.

By the time we made our trip on Friday, Hubby’s cousin was awake and doing a bit better. My in-laws decided to meet us in Little Rock to help with the kiddos since they were already in Arkansas. It was a tough call bringing the children. Some say they shouldn’t remember their grandfather in the hospital like that, but at the same time it might be the last time he would get to see them. I chose to verbally prepare my kids for what they might see and let my Dad see them. If you remember my husband had pneumonia last Fall. So the kiddos were somewhat familiar with hospitals.

We got in late Friday night almost Saturday morning. I’m not sure I want to take you along on the roller coaster ride that was our weekend. Let me just say I got tired of hearing how things either couldn’t be done or certain doctors or personnel was not available because it was the weekend. I’ve had a C-section with the twins years ago and my husband was admitted on a Saturday with his pneumonia. It was all at the Overland Park Regional hospital. So I’m not sure what level they are or how it compares to Arkansas Heart Hospital but we definitely like the care better at Overland Park Regional. I mean I do not recall anybody saying we had to wait or couldn’t do something or talk to someone simply because it was the weekend.

Like I said it was an emotional roller coaster. My Dad hung on long enough to see me, my Mom, and my sister all together. The funeral for my father was the following weekend.

It is always nice to be together with family. One would just wish it was a happier occasion. We got a picture of my sister, brother, and all the cousins. We figured the last time we were all in a picture together I was about one years old. Crazy!

When we were at the hospital we actually asked to speak to someone about the care my father received over the weekend. We spoke to a nice lady that gave us a card with an email address on it. I do rough drafts of just about everything, let it sit, edit it a few times and then send the final draft. It was a week or so before I sent the email. It was three pages when I printed it off later. I copied my family just so they would know.

A few days after that I got a response. I did not include my phone number and they wanted to talk to me. I gave them my number and they contacted me after Memorial day weekend. I was told that because of my letter some changes were going to take place. That made me feel good. I really don’t want any other family to go through what we did.

As of the last editing of this post, June, we have not done our virtual run yet. I’ll let you know how that goes. June itself is going to be another roller coaster. My husband and I have a wedding anniversary, my Dad’s birthday, the kids have a birthday, and then of course Father’s Day. I’m just going to take deep breath and take it one day at a time.

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Lucky Tin Man

It seems like it always rains during the Garmin marathon. I had been eye balling the weather app on my phone several days in advance. It looked cold and rainy. Then the temperature looked a little better. I was still going to need long sleeves for sure or arm sleeves. I just knew it would rain though. I’ve done the half one other time and it rained. Then every time since then when I saw a friend post something on Facebook about running it, it also seemed like it was raining.

The last time I ran the Garmin Half it was actually at Garmin Headquarters. There was no issue with the traffic and everything started on time. The start location this year was pretty close to us in what we thought was in an industrial area. While driving there we noticed it was really congested way before we got to our exit. My husband is a firm believer in the zipper method when it comes to merging lanes. He does not think everybody needs to be in one lane for miles and miles leaving a perfectly good lane open for people to merge. When I think about it, it makes sense and isn’t a jerk move at all if everybody did it. It is a matter of taking turns.

Anyway, once we got off the exit ramp, parking wasn’t really an issue. We stayed in the car to stay warm for a bit, but I’m always anxious about being late. I also like to just see the people out there especially if there is a chance for costumes. We did see some Wizard of Oz costumes before the start. Funny thing, the start, it was delayed about a half hour because of the traffic jam. There was an empty vendor tent nearby with some people huddled in it. We went in as well. It was out of the wind and a bit warmer with all the body heat. It had rained earlier and out one entrance of the tent the sky looked clear while the other entrance of the tent looked pretty cloudy.

When we lined up I think we were with the 2:25 group. I edged toward the 2:20 people a bit. When we started the group was going kind of slow, so I ran ahead a bit, but I was still passed by a team of ten people dressed in a Chinese dragon costume. I wasn’t feeling good about that. I thought those people have to be pretty confident about their pace to do that.

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This course had a lot more hills than any of the others I’ve run around here. They weren’t big hills, but there was a lot of them. Hubby stuck to his plan. He would run, then when his Garmin went off to walk he would do that until I caught up to him. Then he would run again. It paid off for him. He finished before me this time, but I’m jumping ahead right now.

Our running club, Olathe Running Club, had an aid station along the course. I said hi to a few members I knew. Our president was dressed as Dorothy. Again, I didn’t get pictures. I made a mental note of when each pace group either caught up and/or passed me when I did the race, but I waited so long to write this that I have since forgotten. Just know that my time wasn’t a PR but it wasn’t bad for me.

I saw a ton of little ones that wanted high-fives. If you have read any of my posts you know how I feel about hi fives. I’ve gotta do em. I actually saw some little ones that looked familiar. I gave them a high-five and then saw their mom. We are Facebook friends. She has twins and belongs to several of the same mom groups that I participate.

About the middle of the race I took off my long sleeve shirt and tied it around my waist. I still had a short sleeve shirt and a vest. The wind came right after I did that and I got chilled. I thought about putting my long sleeve shirt back on, but it was nice and warm again soon after I decided to leave it.

I saw a lot of backed up traffic here and there. I do not recall the race causing such an  issue when the route was closer to Garmin headquarters. There seem to be some unhappy motorist.

I don’t recall anything else unusual during the race. I finished in 2:27:20. Hubby finished in 2:25:39. The medals were really cool. The half marathon medal that we got was a twister with different items from The Wizard of OZ. It would also spin. I think the 10K was a little Toto in a basket that moved. The full marathon was the wizard as himself on one side and his persona on the other side. Come to find out the group dressed as a dragon did the full marathon and got a Guinness world record.

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The after party was great even though it was a bit chilly. They had chicken sandwiches and hot dogs in one area. The other area they had margaritas and beer with heat lamps! I was all good with food in my belly and an adult beverage. We had a nice conversation with a gentleman visiting from New York. We told him what he could do around town while he was here.

This is my only second Garmin, and I still like it. Also the rain held out and was sunny the rest of the day. The Tin Man would have been a happy camper. This Heartland Series isn’t bad. In case you don’t know what it is; it’s a series of three half marathons. There is Rock The Parkway, Garmin and Running With the Cows. We only have Running With The Cows left to do to complete it.

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