For the last two weeks, I have done a whole lotta nuthing, including this blog. That’s to be expected right? You really need to take some time to let yourself go at the end of a long hard year.
This was not the down year I was looking for…
The vast majority of my running over the last two weeks has been soccer related, and that’s about all my legs have been able to handle. I officiated six games the day after my marathon. I know! Crazy, right? Not to worry though. It was the little guys and gals. Just enough running to make me feel absolutely shellacked at the end of the day.
The weekend after that, I officiated three adult matches, one of which was my assessment match which is required to maintain my grade for next year. I passed. First try, which is always a good thing.
Thanksgiving rolls around, and I find myself knee deep in my favorite beverage: beer. Between that, the turkey, and the PIE, I’ve already manage to put five pounds back on this sleek physique. The day after Thanksgiving, I left at the butt crack of dawn to drive to Mobile to visit with my father. They were having a birthday celebration for him on Friday, then Saturday, the children gathered in his hospital room for the Iron Bowl.
My youngest sibling brought the boiled peanuts and beer in a cooler. Unfortunately, I was the one chosen to run out at half time and restock. When I got out of the car in the parking lot, I realized that carrying beer and a bag of ice into a hospital probably didn’t look very good. The good news was that I snuck in the basement door and made it almost all the way to my Dad’s room before the nurse popped out of his room and saw me. LOL!! She said not a word.
That night, Mee-Maw said she couldn’t believe they let us drink beer in Paw-Paw’s room, and my response: We didn’t ask. We were quiet, well behaved, kept it in the room, and didn’t give a drop to Paw-Paw, and we cleaned up before we left.
Before the Iron Bowl on Saturday, I did manage to get out and run 5 miles with my sister. It was so nice in Mobile. It’s a perfect time of year. Kelly told me she wouldn’t normally run that fast, and I was thinking that was the pace she wanted :-)
Finally, last night, I got my second official run in at the gym on the treadmill. I did a mile, then switched into my Vibrams, ran a half mile, then back into my shoes for the remainder of my four miles. Afterwards, I lifted weights and did a bit of rowing for half an hour. I’m only 110 miles from having an official 1000 mile year. I know with all the officiating I’ve done, my unofficial mileage is way over that, but I’m all about the deets. I’m pretty sure I’m going to let this one go though! HA!
In looking back at 2011, it was not quite the “down year” I had planned. Training for and running a marathon is hard work. One thing I am proud of though, I set six PRs in 2011, and this after suffering a dry spell for almost 20 months.
I hope you all have a great December, happy holidays, and ring in the new year with some fun and excitement! I’ll be seeing ya around.