1. Yesterday the engine blew on my Jeep.
Eliza and I were barely a mile from our house, on a busy road, when all of a sudden it seized up, and we came to a complete stop. Cars kept whizzing by around us, luckily two people stopped to help push me into a nearby driveway so I could wait for the tow truck. My Jeep is 12 years old, and I love it. It was the first car I bought that I negotiated the price for on my own, and when I worked at the newspaper, I drove it all over the 5 boroughs of NYC. When Luke and Eliza were born, we brought them home from the hospital in my Jeep. We've taken it on countless road trips. Right now it's at a garage, they're looking for a used motor for it, but I think this might be it's last hurrah.
2. I'm in the middle of a great training cycle. The past few months I've been in a real mental funk, but it's pretty much gone now, and I'm feeling like myself again. Which means my motivation is back full force, and it's a great feeling. I joined the Another Mother Runner Challenge for the month of June, you need to do something active at least five days a week, and take one rest day. I'm finding it easy to do, which makes me happy.
3. I've mentioned it before, but Frank the dog is a great running partner. As soon as he sees me grab my running shoes, he starts to lose it with excitement. But now he's doing it when I grab my ipod. It's funny when we really are going for a run, but not when I'm just plugging it into my laptop to download some tunes. I have to push him off me, and throw him a bone.
He also likes to swim.