When you can’t scratch “The Itch” and Emancipation Day

I’ve had “The Itch” the past few days; since Saturday, to be exact.  “The Itch” is the phrase I use to describe that gut feeling I get when all I want to do is run or when I just can’t get enough running.  And historically, for me, is usually the precursor to injury.  I can’t help myself from doing too much or going too fast.  But this time, “The Itch” is itching for a different reason.  I am ready to race!!

My most recent runs have been two of the most amazing runs ever in the history of running.  Even more miraculous is the fact that just one week ago, I was limping to my car, literally unable to bend my left knee after Queen Of Stupid Sh*t Jen refused to cut a 22 mile training run short when my ITB started acting up.  But I have beat that dead horse enough.  Since I tend to over-analyze everything (the things I happen to notice, anyway), I have some theories on why these runs have been so amazing.

  • My myofascia guy is THE BOMB
  • Standing at the abyss of injury is somewhat akin to having a near-death experience; it makes you appreciate what you are able to do
  • It’s Movember
  • Weather has been PERFECT! (for me: 40s, sunny and low winds)

Back to “The Itch”….It seems like ALL my Twitter friends were racing this past weekend.  The majority of them were living it up in Vegas and racing RnR, but I had one Twitter friend make his own 50k and another who ran his own marathon just because.  All this racing has caused me to realize that Dallas Marathon is getting close (25 days, to be exact, but who is counting?) and now the racing fire within me is at California wildfire status. It’s been a long time coming, y’all.  I trained last Fall only for the race to be cancelled because of a freak Icepocalypse (OK, I COULD have driven down to College Station to run that marathon, but I REFUSE to participate in anything associated with Aggies).  By the time it’s said and done, I will have waited almost 18 months from the time I began training the first time to actually running my first marathon.  To say that I am ready for this race would be a gross understatement!  I literally can not shake that yearning in my gut to get out there and go.  All that being said, the bottom line is that my biggest challenge at this point is to train smart, and we all know what a mammoth challenge that will be.

Yesterday was Emancipation Day in our house, for myself and my newly turned 16-year-old son, Logan – he passed his driving test and is now an officially licensed driver!!!! I have made it widely known how excited I was becoming in anticipation of this day.  In fact, I was so nervous for him (OK, for ME) that my stomach was in knots while he was out taking his test!  For me, this means no more driving Logan to 6:15 practice, no more hanging around in town after school when he decides to stay and play tennis, no more waiting for the soccer bus to get back in town at 10:30 PM and the list goes on and on and on! Logan is just happy to be able to drive himself to Burger King for a large fry at his leisure and sleep 30 extra minutes in the mornings before school.

YES, he needs a haircut, but that isn't the point.
YES, he needs a haircut, but that isn’t the point. And, yes, I expected aliens to reveal themselves at any moment while we were at DMV.

Our celebrations turned nostalgic last night, and we began reminiscing about Taylor (really just her TERRIBLE driving), which reminded me about something that happened at her high school graduation.  During the Valedictorian speech, I learned that Taylor had RUN INTO a student WITH HER CAR near the high school parking lot.  Funny, Taylor forgot to mention that.  Turns out that Taylor was turning as this girl was crossing the street.  Luckily, Taylor was going slow and the girl was “only” bumped by the side of Taylor’s car.  Taylor did admit that she was nervous for weeks after, wondering if she was going to get a ticket for it, as she didn’t know whether or not the girl would report it.  Remembering this helped alleviate some fears I have had about Logan hitting the roads solo, because I am positive that Logan will be a better driver than Taylor.  It takes a special kind of skill to run over as many curbs and collect as many tickets as she has and I don’t think Logan has it!  Alli’s place in all of this?  She is oozing excitement that she can claim the front seat as hers and hers alone!

And now I leave you with this….the happiness that is my desk.  I was given this little tree a couple of years ago and love it!!  I usually forget to get it out until we are almost out for Christmas break, but I am getting very excited for Christmas this year and decided it was time to decorate my office!!

Love this little tree....it reminds me of Charlie Brown :)
Love this little tree….it reminds me of Charlie Brown 🙂

Until next time,


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