20 days to Comrades – well 19 if you don’t count the actual day. Now we taper and avoid germs. Tapering is a nightmare because you run less and all of a sudden you have aches and pains everywhere and you stress and your temper is short because you don’t run enough and you gain weight and you worry about what you’ll do after Comrades.
And now we have the additional worry – our wingman for the past 3 years and the best and most committed supporter in the world can’t go down with us. He has some major personal problems – none of his own doing but all his ex-wife’s doing and he is stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea. It’s also not problems that is going to go away soon so on top of everything else, I’m seriously worried about him and his health and his future. I really do not know how or what is going to happen with him.
And the toilet is blocked – will have to get a plumber out
And Hubby has a cold – and I’m sure I’m going to get it as well
And Jack – the SPCA special is struggling to walk again
And I’m tired from a lack of sleep because of all the worry
And I still don’t know what is going to happen with the work and retrenchment situation
And now sister in law is angry at mother in law because of the whole stick man versus real drawn man
On the bright side – Zoe has been chosen for the Under 7 A netball team. The teacher has made it very clear that we must encourage her to play because she has so much natural talent – she must get it from Hubby because I have absolutely no ball sense.
And then we had another early morning start yesterday – we ran our last 21km before Comrades. I took this picture just standing at the car – Johannesburg does have it’s moments.