I've seen my dad cry twice in my life...once when my brother died and today. Today was the straw that broke the camel's back. My dad lost both of his parents within 6 weeks of each other and then today one of the dogs we've had for 15+ years died. Well they say bad things happen in threes so hopefully this was number three and nothing else is going to happen.
I did my long run of the week...a 10 miler. I knew right away it wasn't going to be a good one. I barely slept last night and I woke up with major back and hamstring pain. On top of that it was sprinkling with threats of hard rain. It turned out to be half way ok except for the back pain. 4 weeks until my Mini Marathon...hoping to make some improvement in my pace in these last 4 weeks.