Tuesday, November 21, 2006
I'm home from NJ. It was a fast in and out....left Friday nite with the kids, straight from work and returned very early Monday morning and went right to a patient. But it was wonderful! The ceremony at my Dad's gravesite was very "hamish"--a yiddish word meaning "full of warmth and love". My brother said some beautiful words and the survivors stood together with our arms around each other. The older Grandkids wore my Dads hats for fun just before we left (I wanted them to wear it to the cemetery, but Mom nixed that!) That's my son and daughter on the left and my oldest nephew on the right. Of course, we all returned to Mom's house for some food--it ain't a Jewish get together without food!! Eat Mamala Eat!!
I did pretty good with my eating over the weekend. I did indulge some--Mom had frozen chocolate twists in the freezer--OMG!! And the kids bought me a bag of tootsie rolls to make me feel good--so how could I not! No guilt, trust me! It was worth every bite.
I ran 9 miles around Mom's retirement community on Saturday. The elderly neighbors were out doing their morning walk and cheered me on as I passed them. My brother and Mom went out walking while I was running, so I had some wonderful company on my walking breaks.
I ran during the same hours as the JFK 50-miler, so I pretended I was running with
Run with Me and Relentless Runner, spurring them on to the finish. I pretended Mom's house was one of the pitstops along the way, and I named it The "Mamala/Tatala-you-should-stop-and-eat-before-you-fade-away-to-nothing" PitStop. I ate 1/4 of a bagel & cream cheese there at 4.5 miles, went to the bathroom, stretched and continued on, just like in a real ultra, huh? I know....I have quite the imagination! Ya gotta dream!!!!