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I'm having "issues" at my house.
1. My computer charger has decided to not work. With all of the computers at our house you would think that I would just hop on another one. That is just not the case. PCs are strangers to me after my Mac. I dread them. However, tonight I was desperate. I had to check my email. I had to blog. So... I am here on Mike's flaming red laptop. I say that because it is red and has flames on it. I'm not kidding. He got a fabulous deal on it though and I don't have to tote it around so I don't care except when it is left in the living room. It doesn't go with the decor.

B. My entire family is ill or has been ill in one way or another for a week now. Mike got over one cold and caught another. Jane feels like she is going to die. Sadie is finally better after last week but the power of suggestion is causing a little convenient sore throatedness whenever school or bedtime is mentioned. Ellyn's voice is hoarse. Truthfully I don't know if it from screaming for about 30 minutes last night or from a sore throat. There are no other symptoms. Sawyer has stuffed nose complicated by built up mess in ear. We finally get to go to the ENT tomorrow for our "all clear." They will clean out his little ear and I will finally be able to wash his hair!

3. Mike and I both have injuries. My knee is still acting up and my doctor says I will just need to run through the pain and then heal myself when I am done AND somehow my back has flaired up and this brings on the whole "pre-back surgery" anxiety because it feels just like it did when I herniated the disk in my back (it's not, it's sore muscles and sometimes the scar tissue inflames and tightens around vital things inside my body). It is making me very anxious. Mike has an achilles tendon that is causing him pain. We will run on Saturday or die trying and then we will spend the next week(s) healing our broken down bodies. I'm excited, just nervous. Doesn't everything go wrong in the dress rehearsal? That's what I keep telling myself.

So... mom flies in on Thursday and Mike and I leave Friday morning. We pick up Dave and Adina in Las Vegas and drive to my uncle Val's in St. George. Saturday morning we run the big race, hopefully live, and Sunday we drive back through Vegas, drop off Dave and Adina and head home. Yeah!

I have some really great pics to post but I will be unable to do so until my computer charger is replaced. We'll see when that happens. Hopefully soon! Well the next few days are going to be crazy. I don't know if I will have a chance to blog, especially if it is on this flaming inferno. Hmmmm.... I think I will name this computer Diablo. That's Devil right? I don't think I can do Devil, it sounds too evil. I would ask Mike if Diablo is Devil but he is in bed and hopefully getting some health giving sleep. I'm pretty sure it is. I'm pretty sure I will be on at least one more time but if not I pray that when I return I will be blogging as a marathoner and not a marathoner wannabe who failed. Yikes! Wish us luck, pray for us, fast for us, send us money, you know, whatever you want to do! I'm going to make like a runner and jog out!

Comments

Mindi said…
Brooke,
Don't let anyone ever tell you that you are not funny, 'cause I think you are hilarious. Good luck on that race! whoot.
September 30, 2009 at 10:33 PM
Julie said…
Don't you think 35 is too young for our bodies to act so old? I hope you do great on your race. You are an exercise inspiration.
October 3, 2009 at 8:03 AM
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