Sunday was Bloomsday 2013, the annual 12k race here in Spokane, WA. It is a big deal here - about 60,000 registered and about 50,000 finishers. And this year it was warm. It doesn't sound warm - around 65 when we started and about 78 when we finished nearly 3 hours later. But it was enough that I was drinking 4 or 5 cups of water at each of 5 water stations along the way and still didn't need to use a bathroom until midnight that night. I was fine when I finished, but then you have to cross the Monroe street bridge in the sun, go around the corner into the park to get your shirt - an extra mile after the 7 1/2 miles of the race and the mile you walk to get from your car to the staging area then the start line. By the time I got my shirt, I was about to pass out. And I still had to get through the park to the car. I'm thinking that, after losing 60 lbs since summer, my BP meds might be a little high. Anyway, I started, I finished (2:38:01), I wasn't the last one done and I managed to get to my yoga class later that afternoon.
We are down to only 2 extra people now - 2 sisters left yesterday - and they leave tomorrow morning. In the meantime, we have yard guys coming out to wrestle the yard into shape and exterminators coming out to get rid of carpenter ants. I don't do well with noise that I can't control (control freak?) and confusion. Dad is the same way, but we are holding up pretty well. I warned the family to cut down on the beer drinking while here - Dad is 87 and can't metabolize it but will still drink it. And I just don't need a drunk guy stumbling around knocking things over. Sigh,.
As much as I love my family, I am sure looking forward to my life returning to whatever passes for normal this week. Staying OP is very difficult for me with all the confusion in my home. Especially since there is someone cooking and eating from sunup to after I go to bed. They are on vacation. I am not. With all that entails for everyone.
Blessing on us all. And take care.
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