They all can't be "easy" runs.

4 on the trails. 

trails. 2 songs - ATWA by SOAD, and 3 Libras by A Perfect Circle. 

Tropical storm Debbie. I took boy #1 to the beach to surf. The waves were a bit too much for him, but he got out there, and gave it a shot. The storm hit here at high tide. So everything is flooded.

My dad fell at the memory care facility. They took him to the hospital. I picked up my mom and drove her there, because 81 year olds shouldn't be driving in tropical storms. We stayed with my dad in the ER until midnight.

Dad now transferred to a room. They are talking about releasing him in 5 days. Which is when I will be in Indianapolis. so that stinks. Checked out mother in laws house. No flooding this time.

My mom is now sick. I spent a good chunk of the day getting her squared away with medicine, etc. also getting a parking permit for boy #2 senior year. He's not here to do it.

Had an early meeting at the hospital to discuss what the memory care facility needs my dad to be able to do, so he can be released back to them. The answer is basically he can't be bed ridden. He has to be able to get up to get on toilet, wheelchair, etc. with some assistance. He's going to need some PT in the hospital. I left the meeting feeling like I could leave town, and if anything comes up, my brother could handle it.

Mom's getting sicker. Meds are barely working.

Then I flew to Indy, feeling like a selfish jerk.

5 miles. Mostly around the canal walk in Indianapolis. Never been here before. So far this is an impressive city. We are here for the dci world championships at Lucas oil stadium. This will be the end of an amazing summer for boy #2 of touring the country with Spirit of Atlanta.

We are also excited to get our son back.

Rode bikes for 2+ hours in Indianapolis. Great town. And we saw the semifinals of spirit of Atlanta at Lucas oil stadium. Back home, My kid's high school band director was so psyched about John being in the show, that he streamed a watch party in the performing arts center. Also back home, they released my father from the hospital. And returned him to the memory care facility where he has been living for the last 3 months. Since mom is still sick, my brother oversaw that move. Very grateful for him heading that up.

5 miles. Mostly around the canal walk in Indianapolis. Slightly different route to and from the canal walk as Thursday. I learned a lot from yesterday's bike tour. We take the boy home tomorrow. Spirit of Atlanta finished in 16th place in the semifinals. Only the top 12 make the cut to today's finals. It was a great show. And I'm proud of him.

Morning flight home from Indy with Spouse and John. After we unpacked the world's most disgusting suitcase that my boy has been living out of for 3 months, I threw out the suitcase because it seems unlikely that that stink can be removed or reduced. Then I visited pop back at the memory care facility. He condition has deteriorated a bit since I was away. Then I visited mom. She's feels much better. The meds did their job. But still doesn't feel right about visiting my father yet. Then we got the call that my mother in law was going into the hospital overnight. 

4 on the trails. I already miss running in Indianapolis.

First day of senior year high school for John. This is going to be a circus out there. There is a new traffic routing to get cars on campus, no reserved parking spaces, new ID badges, new metal detectors at school entrances (which is great for folks that have to bring a horn to school every day). I look forward to hearing how it all went. 

Took motherin law home from the hospital.

1.5 hood route. 2 on the trails. 

4 on the trails. 92 deg., 70% hum. 82 d.p. "Feels like" 111. 

4 on the trails. Talked waaaaay too long to the shirtless tire dragger. 

3.5 hood. Then 1 trails.

I had 640 miles by the end of March last year. Today I have 475 miles. Yeesh.

trails

5.5 miles. hood route. I forgot what a pain it is to run through 2 school zones at parent drop off time. 

4 on the trails.

On my way to the trails, bikini lady decided to talk to me. She has lived down the street from me for the last 12 years. We've never spoken. I know I've written about her here before. She does all of her yard work in a bikini, which is really unsafe. Like an OSHA inspector's nightmare. And she was a lot to explain to my sons when they were little. Anyhow, we spoke for about 10 minutes. Her life, from beginning to now, has been a non stop tragedy. One trauma after another. I am disturbed by the things I heard. I wish I could go back to my preconversation ignorance about her. Or be more sympathetic, like my mother. Or not notice that I ran faster because of all the things she said rattling around in my head. 

Next time she wants to put an eight foot ladder in the bed of a pickup truck, climb to the top of it in a bikini and flip flops, and prune her extremely thorny Canary Island Date Palm, well, she can have at it.

5.5 miles hood route in the rain, thunder, and lightning. I started out on the trails, but they were flooded, so I took it to the streets. It was nice to run at temps less than 80 for a change. (78)

1 on the trails. I had to go through too many puddles. So then 5.5 miles hood route. Much hotter, and much slower than yesterday. 

5 on the trails. 90 deg., 68% hum., 78 d.p. Wow that's warm. But I had to get 5 in. This is now my biggest week of mileage this year. I'm sad and happy about this at the same time. 

7.5 miles hood route. 90 deg., 66% hum., 77 d.p. I caught a weird sneezing fit with about 3 miles to go. I must have sneezed 20+ times in a row. 

2 on the trails, then I got sick of dodging spiderwebs, so I went hood route for 3.5. The run was pretty rough. But then, for some reason, I started thinking of Sting's Love is the Seventh Wave, and the miles went by easier. I have no idea how that song got in my head. 

I didn't feel like running. I went out anyway. Halfway around the trail loop, the trails were flooded from last night's rain. I turned around and went home. 

7.5 miles. hood route. 

4 on the trails. I ran through many puddles. half-emergency bathroom stop on mile #1 with a mosquito filled toilet. That's a great way to start the run / day.