Just missed one day.

Yesterday could not get up.  Charlie woke up at 4am and then Eileen could not get to sleep again thinking about our.... wait for it... Wills.  Yes, last will and testament.  I've lost sleep over things I find silly.  Work, whether I packed everything for a trip.  But we made a change to our wills since we had Charlie and basically that decision, thoroughly discussed, was what was keeping her up.  Maybe it's a good reason but hey- IT'S GETTING IN THE WAY OF MY RUNNING!  And obviously, running is to keep me a live to not need a will until I have grandchildren.

ANYWHO.... Today.  I felt better than the other day.  Texas is still hot but I didn't feel too dehydrated.  I did however seem to get attacked by flies or mosquitoes or something.  I was swatting them away for about 1/4-1/2 a mile.  I hope this was an aberration.  

In any case, this week wasn't a total comeback, but also not a total failure.  I am thinking I will run my ten miler on my own this weekend.  Or maybe not.  I should probably try to get with Corpus Christi Road Runners.  After I get past 14 miles I need to work speed workouts in too because I am VERY slow right now.  I may take pooch for a quick 1.5-2 miler tomorrow.  Except- OH yeah! Some dude was running with a PACK of dogs.  Like 5 friggin labs or hunting dogs.  Seriously?  This is why you need to run with a handgun in Texas.  To shoot crazy people and their packs of dogs.