I'm not crazy...I'm just bored!!

6:30 spin class - not so easy to get up after letting ALL the kids have a sleepover in my room, I guess they think when dad is gone mom is a push-over :) It's been 9 days...only 5 left! I can't wait to not be a single parent again!!! Anyway, my kids are horribly noisy sleepers! One talks in her sleep, one snores the other kept kicking the wall every time he'd turn around and then the baby would cry like every 60 min - just once in his sleep. Just enough to keep me up :)

Class was good - sweat factor was much more than usual! GREAT endurance/interval class.

Ran home, got the boys ready for swim lessons then took them back to the rec center. Did my 60/60/60 planks, 20 push-ups and 2 min wall sits during their lessons. A whole hour to burn...so I got in 6 sets. However, my 5th set I did 90/60/60 on the planks and 3 min wall sit. The 6th set I did 90/90/90 planks (not as bad as I had imagined, but then I can't do them on my toes...so maybe it is just that much easier?) 25 push ups and 3 min wall sit.

Tomorrow I go to the doc for follow up x-rays - fingers crossed that things are going well.

Blah...an hour on the stair climber-ish machine at the gym. The bike was getting old and I want to try to do 2 hours tomorrow so I wanted a break today. Was going to do more, but got chatting with Mary Ellen (my new 'one legged' pity party friend) and then Kelli came in and I had to chat with her too! I thought I could pull out a few minutes still, but my daughter called - bad news. Baby Fartlek woke up in a puddle of puke, his own, from last night...yeah, I'm a good mom. I heard him cry a couple times, but it was only for a few minutes and when they're quiet and nothing was wrong when they went to bed, well...why mess with good?  So I had to get home and take care of baby. Fun times.

So, doctor report is unfortunately nothing new. I don't know what I was expecting...I wanted to go and him tell me I'd been doing it all right and I was healed! I knew that wouldn't be, but I guess I believe in miracles. He did say I was good to walk the 5K in St George and he gave me permission to try swimming! He simply said NO pushing off the wall with my R foot - try it and see how it goes. I'm cleared to do anything that doesn't cause pain. Did follow up x-rays and the 'white cloud' surrounding the fracture is starting to grow, a sign that it is healing...just slowly - like normal :( One thing he did show me that I hadn't seen/known before is that the bone is broken on an angle like this: \ through the bone. So looking at the x-rays from the top of the foot I can only see (with my layman eye) the little edges poking out on the sides of the bone, but when you see it from the side, you can see the bone poking up and broken...weirdo! Anyway, I'm horribly fascinated by x-rays and things like that, so I had a good time :)

My foot has been put back in jail (boot) for 2 more weeks, but he feels like that will probably be all. I might be free in 2 weeks!!! YAY! I told him my birthday is February 15th, and asked if I could put hopes on running then. He thought that would be a perfect place to put my hopes (8+ weeks since first x-rays). So, I just have to wait for my birthday. Also, when I mentioned Ogden he seemed to have no reservations about me being able to run that one. This made me feel much better. I can get back at this sooner than later. Which is strange to think about right now, because I don't look at runners and get jealous that I can't run. I watch their feet and wonder how they can run with no pain in their feet. It just makes my foot throb when I think about running. I know I'm not healed, I know my body needs more time. When I can walk weight bearing with no pain I'll know I'm getting close.

1.5 spin classes - 90 minutes. Hurry home, shower, pack up the kids and now I'm off for the rest of the day. Skiing (for the kids and grandma - lodge/baby duty for m) then Mythbusters live with my favorite daughter tonight while grandma gets boys/baby duty :)

A BIG thanks to Kelli - the early riser. She grabbed a spin pass for me at 5AM so I didn't have to get there until class started :)

I am so tired. Seriously. This single parent thing is rough, very rough. Up early, up late, entertaining kids all day, no time to clean, headache, no  time to eat a quiet meal and I just want someone else to change the baby's poopy diaper... Oh, and to sleep in.

Up early after a late night to get the gym done before pre school and an early doc appointment across town. I was tired of the bike again and since I didn't want to get up early enough for the super early spin class, so I did the stair climber thing again. 60 minutes with a nasty sweat puddle afterward.

Now I've GOT to get this house cleaned. It is a disaster after not being home enough to clean it, but the kids running around like crazy. blech.

Warning: this post has absolutely nothing to do with running or any sort of x-training, exercise or anything. This is a vent from me about my crazy life the last 24 hours and why I DIDN'T go to the gym today. Excuses, excuses.

The 24 hours from Thursday night to Friday evening were horrible - absolutely horrible.

I started getting sick Thursday night. Headache, dizzy, exhausted, nausea. I was trying to get the house clean - it was a horrible never ending circle. I'd been to the dermatologist earlier in the day and found out I have some infection on my face that is giving me horrible acne-esque face so I have to wash and sanitize everything - towels, makeup brushes, sheets, coats...yeah, like I said: never ending circle.

So, here I was sick, exhausted and had finally got kids to bed and I fell asleep on the couch waiting for my bedding to finish washing/drying. I woke up at 1AM and gathered bedding and went upstairs to snuggle in - still not feeling great. My 7yr old was sitting in the doorway of the bathroom. "What happened? Why are you sitting there?" "I threw up, and I'm sorry, but I didn't get to the toilet on time" (he was crying poor thing, and who knows how long he was sitting there!)

Well, I went in the bedroom and put my boot on knowing I had some work ahead of me, but oh man...I didn't realize how much!! He certainly did miss, and it at least was in the bathroom (tile and washable rug), but man! The splatter factor was astronomical. Seriously, I spent the next hour of my life retching and wiping down nearly every surface in the bathroom (at least the washer was free - and plenty of bleach!). Even the back wall of the tub, behind the toilet, the counter and mirror...yeah, it was crazy! I nearly threw up a few times, but got it all cleaned up.

I finally got MY bed made and flipped off the light to settle down and then as I was walking to the bed I stubbed my toe (yes, my bad foot, bad toe) on the pack-n-play in my bedroom. Craptastic. Seriously?!? Who knows what I did to it, but I had just had it. The topper to a fabulous day. I was tired, sick and just needed to go to bed. Called hubby (thankfully 2AM is the middle of the day in Singapore) said my good nights and was off...to sleepy land.

I'd decided at that point going to the gym in the early morning wasn't going to happen. I took the boys to swim lessons, but that was it. I sat and read my book the whole time, and yes, I put the baby in day care. I needed that hour - best $1.50 ever spent :) Even just standing up to walk would give me a headache and make me dizzy. I don't know what is wrong with me.

Finally got home and since I've been so behind on everything I'd asked my neighbors cleaning lady to come help me with mopping and bathrooms. Best decision of the week -especially after last night. There was still plenty to do myself, but fiinally by 5:30 PM I was in the shower and ready to take the kids to dinner. No way in heck was I going to let them eat at home on my newly mopped kitchen floor! After dinner (1st time I'd eaten since 2PM on Thursday) I felt a little better and I'm continuing to feel better as the night wears on.

I got the kids to bed early tonight so that I can get basketball, swim meet and spin class all working  together in perfect sync tomorrow morning between 7 and 9 AM. Wish me luck...last day alone. I think I'm going to take off tomorrow night, for about two weeks! I am SO ready for someone else to take over, change a dirty diaper, put the kids to bed, brush teeth, do the dishes, vacuum, yell at the kids, eat a cold dinner after helping everyone else and feeding the baby, carry things down to the basement, fix the dripping faucet and leaking shower door, and most importantly I'm ready to have someone to hug me, sit with me and to listen to me whine so I don't have to post a novel on the running blog about all my non-running activities just to vent. Sorry, you're the only people who will listen to me now :)

I'm glad tomorrow is a new day...and that Craig will be home! Thankful for my sweet little family, but more grateful than ever for a wonderful husband. Please be safe, and come home quickly.

2 spin classes again this morning. Good times, but no sweat fest because I was in front of the fan. I miss not having a sweat puddle under me, kind of takes away from the workout...strange, but true. I whined enough about life yesterday, so now I'm done.