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I guess the question becomes, where have I been? Sadly, we lost my father-in-law two weeks ago and we have been working through his passing. While it wasn’t wholly unexpected, it’s been incredibly difficult, and we are just doing our best to keep our heads above water and get through.
Sunday – rest
The timing couldn’t have been better for a family day with our Cub Scouts pack. They had organized a day at the beach with paddle boarding and kayaking, a picnic lunch and a scavenger hunt. It was little man’s first time doing either of those water sports and he took right to them both!
We spent the rainy afternoon chilling and helping Mr PugRunner pack. We knew the next few weeks were going to be tough.
Monday – rest
Mr PugRunner left fairly early to make the trip to see his dad one last time. It was a very emotional day, and
In the meantime, I held down the fort on this end. Little man was enrolled in film camp for the week, and it was great ferrying him back and forth, listening to all he had learned. As a former film major, it did my heart a world of good.
Tuesday – 2 miles, running
It had been a very late night spent on the phone with Mr PugRunner, and I only had time for a quick two miles.
He came home later that afternoon and we both went to pick up little man and break the sad news about the family’s loss.
Wednesday – rest
Obviously, we were all pretty off. Mr PugRunner and I had to sit down and plan out how we were going to handle the rest of the week and the upcoming logistics, while trying to help little man work through his questions and emotions.
Thursday – 6 miles, running
I ran a few miles before dropping little man at camp and convinced Mr PugRunner to join me for a few miles afterwards. Ultimately, it was good for him to get out and clear his head and I was glad for the company.
Friday – 2.25 miles, running
It was the last day of film camp and little man invited us to the screening of his first movies. Over the course of the week, he learned to shoot, edit, act and direct. It was awesome seeing the fruits of his labor up on the big screen, and he did such a great job.
We celebrated with a nice dinner and turned in early.
Saturday – Bridge of Lions 5K
We had registered for the Bridge of Lions 5K back in the beginning of summer – doing a race together as a family was an item on Mr PugRunner’s bucket list. In light of all that had happened, I wasn’t so sure he would be up for it, but he surprised me when he said he still wanted us to run.
Of course, this made Saturday a crazy day – we had to take two separate cars to the race, run, and then clean up as best we could. Mr PugRunner would be leaving to head back to his stepmom’s house, and I would be bringing little man to pre-check-in for camp. We had to turn in medical forms, get camp shirts, set up his canteen account, and get him tested for swimming.
That’s right: the poor kid had to run 3.1 miles in oppressive heat and humidity, and then execute a pretty precise swim test. I was feeing pretty guilty that I didn’t do a better job of prepping him, but for some reason, I didn’t think he had to actually take the test. Mom fail. Regardless, he absolutely rocked it.
With all those details complete, I was able to give him lots of hugs and kisses and hand him off to my mom. She would be have him for the next week for all his camp stuff (it was much closer to her house than ours).
Sunday – rest
I got packed and hit the road. Almost four hours across the state and then everything was just a blur of family and memories and stories.
Monday – rest
Just a long, sad, bittersweet day. Saying goodbye is never easy.
Tuesday – rest
I wanted to leave Monday night to get home, but Mr PugRunner asked me to stay – it had been a long few days and he didn’t want me making the solo trip at night on little rest.
In a way, I’m glad he insisted – I was just getting to the twisty turny part of the trek that I don’t know when both my GPS and phone gave out entirely. I was literally lost in the middle of the state for 30 minutes with no idea how to get home. It was pretty terrifying, but fortunately, I was able to piece my memories together and get myself back to a service area. That has NEVER happened before and I never want it to happen again.
He was a few hours behind me and I was glad to be together and home again, although we were missing the heck out of our little guy.
Wednesday – 4 miles, running
I desperately needed this morning’s run. It had been too long and I just desperately needed to let my brain unwind. Getting back to it wasn’t easy, but I really welcomed the challenge.
It was also my first day back at work after everything. I was glad for that as well.
In the evening, Mr PugRunner and I met up to pick up little man from camp and take him out to dinner. We hadn’t seen him since Saturday, and we missed the heck out of him. He was tired and dirty and ravenous, and it was fabulous to hang out with him.
Thursday – 3 miles, running
For the first time in a really long time, I was able to just sit. After a too-hot, too-late morning run, I didn’t want to do anything. I literally read and napped for the majority of the day. Lazy? Oh, yeah. But my body really seemed to need that laziness.
In the evening, we had a nice dinner with friends recently moved to our neighborhood. It was a nice breath of normalcy and we were grateful for it.
Friday – rest
It was a pretty quiet day, filled with lots of laundry and cleaning. I’m getting to a point where I need to do a huge purge and reorganization in the house, but I’m putting it off as long as I can.
Regardless, everything was fabulous because it was time to finally bring little man home! When Mr PugRunner left work, we headed up to my mom’s to get him! He had begged to stay late that night for the “Floating Flick” at her community pool; who were we to refuse Lego Batman? We brought a pizza to the pool and enjoyed the movie, before making our way home.
Saturday – 5 miles, running
I knew I wasn’t up for a huge run, but five miles seemed manageable, so that’s what I planned on. It wasn’t even so awful getting up early.
After my run, I cleaned up a little and hurried to help one of our neighbors with her landscaping improvement initiative. I know nothing about gardening, but I can follow directions and it was good to help be part of the solution, so to speak.
The day wasn’t over, yet. We had a friend’s daughter’s birthday party, which made for a fun afternoon. I was very glad to spend some more time with good friends.
The last two weeks have been incredibly draining. While it was nice to see family members, the reason for the reunion was indescribably hard. Mr PugRunner and I are both worn out from the emotions, the travel and the lack of solid sleep. We are glad to be back home, but the loss still hangs heavy and it is going to take us a while to feel back to ourselves. We will work through it, of course, and we are grateful for everyone who has been there to offer support and assistance through this difficult time, but things won’t ever be quite the same.
How was your week in training?
Have you ever gotten hopelessly lost on a trip?