That Feeling....

I'm trying to remember that feeling and KNOW that I will feel it again. Hopefully on April 16th.
I've been a good girl. Swimming and cross training. But I know in my heart of hearts, they just aren't the workouts I need to get ready for a marathon. I need my legs back--without pain.
So they'd been feeling pretty darn good. I got on the treadmill yesterday for 2 miles. Yes, it sort of hurt, but not nearly as bad. This morning, I'm pretty stiff and sore. Don't like that feeling.
It's such a fine line right now. I guess after I go to the orthopedist/sports doc on the 13th I'll have a better idea of whether I'm going to push it hard on my legs until Boston or plop myself on a bike and in the pool until Boston.
No running today. I've got conferences anyway, so I'm just enjoying a quiet morning. I had thought that I would get 2 more runs in this week and then go 8 on Sunday. But I just don't see that happening safely. I need to make sure that I can invest at least 2 hours at the Y on Saturday and Sunday getting some "longer" workouts in and pushing my cardio.

This little angel of mine had his first middle school orientation yesterday.
He's ready. I'm not. I found myself teary as we sat there.
I've noticed such changes in him over the last 3 weeks. He is maturing. He is witty. He has a quick tongue. He is kind.
Sitting there yesterday, looking at all of those kids, it was hard to believe that he is headed there.
I love watching them grow up, but it really does go by SO fast!