Derailed!

Oh perhaps the better term would be... denailed?
At the risk of TMI, long story short I had both sides of my big toenail surgically removed. Gross right? It's not a huge big deal but I can't shove my foot in my running shoes until it heals a bit more, which could be a couple weeks. Never fear friends! This isn't a "poor me" post I promise. In light of not being able to gamble about like a bunny on the treadmill, I've switched back to barefooting it on the elliptical! Not the safest or most comfortable way to do it but it's still working out! And whoa did I forget how many muscles the elliptical uses! I think I need to get that baby into my circuit training more often.

And if that wasn't cool enough, I've also gotten up 2 WEEK DAYS IN A ROW EARLY (!!!) to get my runs/elliptical time in before work. Get your Bibles out people, this must be a sign of the end of the world. For those of you who don't know me, to say I am so not a morning person is a comically massive understatement. I am quite possibly the least morning person you have ever met. I can get me, my husband and baby out the door in 30 minutes, a feat I have perfected so I can sleep to the absolute last second. Getting out of bed before I absolutely have to is a big, big accomplishment for me. I'm not in love with the idea yet. I would still much rather be in bed but the brisk workout wakes me up a bit and it's really nice to get it done and over with early in the day so I'm not missing out on MB time at night. I'm planning to keep this routine up for the foreseeable future, keep your fingers crossed for me.

So that's my pretty boring life as of right now. I did realize that I don't have one single dessert recipe on this site and that makes me extremely sad so look for one of those in the coming weeks! Until then, stay classy!

Notes on Boston- I have been thinking about the horrific events that took place in Boston a week ago. While I could write a whole post on those I just want to say a few things. Seeing the selfless kindness displayed by so many in the days following such a cowardess act of terror truly made me proud to be an American. The number of stories of stranger helping stranger, people taking runners off the streets into their homes to help them rest and instances of everyday heroes far outnumbered the bad ones and showed the world how the US deals with tragedy.
Long distance runners are truly a family, strangers from all over the world forever bonded together by the pursuit of endurance. With only other runners able to understand what you are going through, that bond becomes unbreakable. Having just recently joined this family I can say I have never met a group of people more welcoming, supportive or encouraging people than runners. So as a family , we stand firmly together, grieving the losses, supporting the wounded and vowing to run on.

And the adventure continues!