I took one for the team last week (Team Gaal, that
is). For the past 9 (?) years we have run a training camp in Florida in
late Feb/early Mar. Initially they were held in Clermont, before we
moved them to the west coast of Florida. I
had attended all but the one right after Logan was born, until this
year. I didn’t miss ALL of it, just most of it. With the new job and
being in finance, it is very difficult to miss the first week of the
month since it’s month-end close (and I haven’t accrued
enough vacation). Here was my schedule:
Friday Feb-28: work from home in the morning, drive
down to Jacksonville with Marty and Logan. This ~7hr drive turned into
a 9hr nightmare because of a gigantic backup just before the Florida state
line. And we were so close to my sisters.
That was painful.
Saturday Mar-1: Drive from Jacksonville to Orlando
with Marty and Logan. Drop Logan off at Marty’s sister’s house so he can
spend the week with his cousins, Aunt/Uncle and grandma. Continue
driving (with a brief awesome lunch with dear
friends in downtown). I-4 is a bigger mess than I remember. And
does Tampa ever NOT have a traffic jam. Sheesh. Made it to Treasure
Island around 5:30pm
Sunday Mar-2: This was an awesome day. 70 degrees,
not a cloud in the sky. We rode in the morning, did a short transition
run after, and then swam in the ocean in the afternoon. We ate a
delicious dinner and then played games. I wish every
day could be like this :)
Monday Mar-3: early morning flight back to Raleigh. I came home to ice and sleet. Yay.
Tuesday Mar-4 through Friday Mar-7: work, work, work
Friday Mar-7: flew back down, I did have to
continue working when I got there, but at least the latter half of the
day was in a beach house looking at the Gulf of Mexico
Saturday Mar-8: Armadillo Run 5K. I managed to win
this despite not being in very good run shape. It helps that the course
was pancake flat. Drive to Orlando, pick up Junior Awesome, drive to
Jacksonville.
Sunday Mar-9: drive with Marty and Logan back to NC
As one can deduce, I was there for the long drives
to help Marty with a 2 year old, with a little bit of training sprinkled
in. It wasn’t all bad – I got to see my sister and her extremely cute
baby, sister-in-law and nieces (and Logan
had a great time with them all week), and got to enjoy some sun and
beach. Up here during the week was not terrible (although the weather
left a little to be desired). It really flew by and I completely forgot
what it was like to have absolutely no ‘other’
obligations. Even our dog was away having fun with the Honnold’s. Work
was busy so the days went by quickly, and I managed to go out with my
girlfriends twice during the week.
I am feeling slightly more motivated, however, this
is probably in direct correlation to the fact that my wetsuit felt more
snug than it should’ve when I put it on.
Logan seemed to do great at his cousin’s house and
loved trying to do everything they did. When we went to pick him up he
was napping so we waited until he woke up. He did a complete double-take
when he realized it was us and wouldn’t
stop hugging Marty and me. Then he was extremely clingy the rest of
the day (and the next day). It broke my heart a little. I hope in his
little mind he wasn’t thinking we had abandoned him.
Logan's first lollipop. It ended a major meltdown. |
Marty multitasking at camp |
Jelly smile with family |
"Cheese!" with a mouth full of pb&j |
Nailed It!
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