8 miles

This weekend was 8 miles....well 8 painful miles. After completing the 10k on Saturday at the Sanger's Blossom Trail my body went into panic. You see I fell down hard last week on my right hand side on a mission to purchase brownies (what..I mean...Power Bars :)) and slipped right on our front porch and slid down two stairs and have the bruises to prove it. Like a car accident things didn't really get painful until after two days when I could no longer lay in a bed because it made me wince in pain just to roll over and I most certainly could not laugh or cough because the thought of doing so frightened me. Mom warned me that Saturday was not such a good idea due to my current state but somewhere inside I told myself that walking the distance would help to work my muscles out and it did until...I sat down for a period of 30 minutes or longer. I found it almost impossible to make it through my cousin Joni's baby shower because every time I would breathe in I would get a stabbing pain from my shoulders to my rib cage. I told myself I wouldn't cry but warned mom while leaving that I might need to go to the hospital. I found it hard to even drive especially Neal's car (aka Luxury Rugged Vehicle, The name in which Aidan has given it) because of it's heaviness. So I went home took a pain pill and found myself asleep on the couch in noticeable pain... I mean when Nana tells her 27 year old grandaughter she looks bad...she really means it. She told me I was stupid for walking and shook her head but...I think deep down she was proud to have a stubborn grandaughter just like her.
So Sunday after a night on Mom's couch I mustered up the strength the complete my required 8 miles and I did it alone but it was a good alone. We all need time to think and ponder things in our lives with peace and quite. Which is what I got. With Neal away and all of my best friends either out of town or out of the state completely I found it very peaceful and good for the soul. This week we get up to 10 miles out at Yokohl again and I can't wait. I love being out there and I love that it is first thing in the morning..brace yourself I just said I liked being up early in the morning. But there is a peacefulness out there and being there with a team makes it just that more meaningful. Tomorrow we get out at Rocky Hill again and I am looking forward to it. Missing team practice this weekend makes me miss my team buddies.