This will probably be pretty random because I'm not thinking entirely coherently at the moment.
I'm feeling a little better. Thanks for all your well wishes. This virus is a nasty one though. I was thinking today that I almost have some respect for it... well, as much as you could possibly have "respect" for a virus. I guess I just sort of admire its tenacity. It is just Not. Letting. Go. I told it today though that I will beat it. I actually said it out loud. I will beat you. This virus is not going to ultimately win against me. It is tenacious for sure. And I respect that. But I am tougher and I will outlast it.
Unfortunately I think it's going to keep playing with me for several more days.
In good news, I feel well enough to work and play with Moana and cook dinner and clean the house and all that. So I'm not dragging around the house like I was all weekend and earlier this week. However, being well enough to live your life does not automatically make one well enough to train. Training really requires 100% wellness and I am just not there yet. I tried running this morning anyway... first run in 9 days... that is depressing. I ran 4 miles. No watch. This was the kind of run that you really don't want to worry about your pace. I could just feel that my body was weak. My breathing is not right and I couldn't have picked up the pace if a tiger was chasing me. So that was that.
Moana's daycare was closed today and will be again tomorrow, so I've got her home with me all day. I knew this was coming so I busted my butt trying to get all (most anyway) of my work done for the week in the first 3 days so I could relax a bit and just be SAHM again for a couple days with her. So we had fun today. I am amazed at just how much she has matured lately. She is 22 months old today, and she's becoming such a cute and fun little buddy to hang out with. She mimics *everything* Scott and I do/say. Which sometimes is ok and super cute. Other times, well, Scott and I need to watch what we say. The other day Scott was watching soccer on TV... it was a weekend review show so they were showing all the best goals and saves so even if you weren't watching the TV you could repeatedly hear the crowd go wild and the commentators raise their voices in excitement... and then Scott would burst out, "Oh my God!" at a particularly amazing goal.
So what does Moana do? She's not even watching, but she's running circles around the couch and every time she hears the commentators start to get animated, she screeches, "Oh my God! Oh my God!" Clearly *somebody* needs to watch his language and hold in his excitement a bit better when a ball finds its way past a goalie and into a net.
I know my mom didn't like that last story but she'll like this one... Moana is also big into playing 'dress up' now. She really wants to wear all sorts of clothes and shoes- mostly mine. This afternoon we were hanging out in her room and she found a top in her closet that my mom forgot and left here on her last visit. She insisted on putting it on. She said, "mommy's shirt" and I told her no, it's Grammy's shirt. So she was running around the room in it saying, "I wear Grammy's shirt!"
This morning I took Moana with me into town... we called on one of my accounts there and then headed to the beach. It was a different beach that I've never taken her to previously, just because it's not super close to our house... but it is an ideal place for little kids because it's protected, has super shallow water for a wider area than normal, and there are no waves at all. Of course she was all about it... "OOOOOOOH!!! OCEAN!" She exclaims... Lest you feel sorry for me for still being sick, here's a video of my morning with my little cutie pie.