Moving On

Speed felt great today. I felt as though I could run for days. I know I am either having a good day or Barry is having a bad day when we run in step. I caught a swim this afternoon with Natalie, as well, which was really nice in the afternoon sun. We had a swim meet last weekend and I love *love* watching the kids race. They did so well and Marc and I are so proud.

Marc has a trip on the books to the Keys to do a relay swim with Eddie and another guy, Nathan, except that now Nathan is in the hospital with a blood clot. Enter Marc's brother, John, as second string. He is so fabulous, he is flying out here in the eleventh hour to save the day and swim the third leg. Love that guy. Marc is requesting that we (the kids and me) go, too, but there is nothing I like less than the Keys. It is so quintessential Florida, I could die. The water, the boats, the random people, the fishing...I'll pass on all of it.

I am ready to get spanked by the fast boys tomorrow. I love Thursday unspoken speed work. My legs whine for days post run.  I'm still running in some Newtons Tom sent me to log some miles in for a while. I must say I am ready to move back into my Nikes, but the time apart has definitely made my heart grow fonder for the Swish.