Last week was pretty hectic. I managed to keep my training schedule until Friday, when I came down with an infection in my thumb from a hangnail. It was really sore and swollen, and by Friday night I was starting to feel like I was getting the flu. I'm on antibiotics and it's already much better. It's wild to think that a couple hundred years ago I could be on my death bed right now.
Between that and throwing a baby shower on Saturday, one of my 30-minute runs was reduced to a measly 10 minutes. So even in this easy beginning stage, I couldn't stay on schedule. But I should probably learn to cope with that now.
Especially since Brenden had his first trip to the ER and xrays today. One of his teachers accidentally smashed his finger in a door at daycare, and it was red and swollen up twice the normal size. He had stopped crying by the time I got there, and other than telling me it hurt, he was a big tough guy. He seemed to enjoy our tour of the ER, where he got a new book, stickers, a "bracelet," and lots of attention from the nurses. Nothing makes the ladies swoon like a two-year-old with good manners.
My training schedule for this week, barring any more swollen fingers, is:
30-minute runs after work on Tuesday and Friday, plus another 30-minute run Sunday morning. Adam has actually had every other Sunday off lately, and I'm looking forward to some morning runs now and then.
Along with the curve balls in my training schedule, I'm having trouble finding the right running shoes. I went to a specialty running store a couple weeks ago and shelled out $130 for some well-cushioned shoes. That cushioning backfired and ended up cutting off the circulation to a couple of my toes. So I went back last week and exchanged them for a different pair, and I still don't think they're the ones. My feet slip forward in the shoes and I imagine after 13 miles my toenails might end up ripped off. My $20 Payless sneakers aren't looking too bad at this point.
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