Has it really been two months since I posted?

Hi there...ok, so it's been a while since I blogged anything.  That gives me a lot to work with.  Where to start.....hmmm.....

Oh, well, I'm still training.  As of today, April 23rd, I am running most of the 3.1 miles with short periods of walking interspersed.  My time is just under 45 minutes.  I am quite satisfied with this progress although it is my goal to be under 35 minutes by June.  However, under the circumstances, which I'll explain momentarily, I think I'm happy with my progress.

On February 21st I was in a car accident with my 7 year old.  A young lady who just received her drivers permit made a left turn in front of me and I couldn't stop.  Blessedly, everyone involved was ok.  That foggy moment just after it happened (when my brain finally started to work again) when I briefly wondered if my baby was ok, was something I don't ever want to experience again.  Thank God, he was just fine.  He said that it felt like he hit a pillow--I think it was a pillow all right, a very big, very "downy" pillow, if you know what I mean. PTL!

But, I was bruised up pretty badly and sore from head to toe and unable to use my right hand.  I'm not sure what happened but after my husband got to the accident scene, we went to the hospital to get it checked out.  The x-ray didn't show any breaks, but as of today, over 2 months later, I am still having a lot of pain and have been referred to a specialist to have it looked at.  But anyway, due to the accident my training was set back a few weeks.

During all of this, I found out that my boss (and my friend) is moving to Alaska at the end of June.  ALASKA!  What?  Really?  So, needless to say, I've been upset over that too.

Then the Women's Retreat registration opened and work was crazy busy.  No time for anything, especially blogging!  But now that they are over and things are calming down, I thought it might be time to post something.

My first race is in 2 days--yes, you heard me--2 days.  I'm not sure just how things will go; sometimes I worry, but then think, "who am I worried about?"  I know there will be ambulances and medical personal stationed throughout the race--CPR is a stones throw away.  Other than that, what do I really have to worry about?

I have come to the conclusion that I like to worry.  It makes me happy to worry. Should I be worried about that?

I can think of so many things to worry about, like do these shoes go with this outfit? What are we going to have for dinner and will my kids eat it?  Will my son's be taller than I am?  Do people think I worry too much? You know, important stuff.

If I don't worry and fret over things, who will?  Someone needs to; these are important issues and need to be seen by the world around me as important too! Right?

Well, I think that during these last two months, my capacity to function and worry at the same time has been severely limited.  If I try, I find myself on the verge of panic and to be frank, I don't do panic.  So, I guess that if I had to choose between functioning and worrying, I'll take option number one.

("What's behind door number one Janet?  Ohhh look, you've won the ability to think, feel and process information!  That will come in handy when you're working, spending time with your family, or just enjoying life!  {{Wild Clapping and Oohs and Ahhs}}  Johnny, tell her about it!"  "Oh thank you Bob, this is just what I've always wanted!")

So I'm looking forward to the race, whatever time I finish with, whatever medical attention I might require or bodily functions that might embarrass me.  As long as everything is working properly, I have no worries.

Wish me luck!   I'll post more after the race! Until then, many many blessings to all of you!

Kasey