So, we woke up around 7.  Lots of laughing about the previous day's events.  Quick shower and some breakfast (Froot Loops in the hotel buffet ... mmmm) and out to collect Eileen's bike and car, which were allowed to be left in transition overnight.  We get out there and she was the only one who opted to use this option.   So the RD took her bike and transition bag to his house for the night so they wouldn't have to staff the area in the a.m.  The world of frickin' hillarities ensued from there but yes, we got the bike, bag and car eventually. 

Got home around 3:45 and have been relaxing and playing with Jack since.  I needed the time away and really enjoyed the experience.  IM seems unreasonable to me still but HIM is a possibility once my little man gets a bit older.  (This doesn't mean next season.)

Leg feels good after the run/walk experience.  A little tender to the touch but I'll ice it tonight and hopefully things will be good.  I REALLY miss running and am ready to take a chance at going for it ... I can always get more treatment, no?  ;)

I didn't have enough time for a 2.5 hour ride so I did a much shorter trainer ride.  Just had to do.  As it turns out, it worked out well.  I went the last 8-ish miles with my friend Eileen in her IM.  Run/walk.  So happy I was able to support her that way.  Nothing like running in jeans and a cotton t-shirt.  :)  Luckily, no chafing but a slight bruise on the bottom of my stomach fat roll where the gut emerged from the confinement of denim.  Be free, be free!!!!

BTW, my hat is off to ANYONE attempting the IM distance.  Good god.  I'm in absolute awe.  No desire to do it but still ... you guys are amazing.   My friend finished in 14:29 something I am so proud of her for her accomplishment!

2100 yd swim scheduled.  Trying to decide if I'll just get it out of the way this morning or wait until open swim at the Y and take Jack for a dunk afterward.  Suppose I'll have to make that call soon since it's already 8:30.  ;)

The swim was a misery from start to finish.  Though my times on the 300s were good (about 1:35/100yds), I had a huge amount of rest inbetween.  The dolphin kicks just whooped up on me and I never really did recover.  Plus I think I tweaked a little something in the right lower back that is making me a little crabby at the moment.  I'll get some ice on it and hopefully nip it.

Not sure if I'll log on tomorrow or not.  Heading down to jockstrap for a friend at the Great Illini.  She's doing the iron distance so it's going to be an interesting day.

Sooo, it was a busy day from the get go.  Jack wanted to play, play, play this morning and I wanted to run errands.  Managed to get a lot of one and a little of the other done.  (I caved ... how long is he really going to WANT to play with me?)  Groceries can always be acquired.  Did a short trainer ride this afternoon so I could stretch.  Coached workout late in the day.

When I came up to stretch, I found the landscapers in our yard working on phase 2.  It's done and it's AMAZING.  This really tied things together.  I'll take pics soon and share. 

Unclear yet whether I will ride outside or do a trainer ride.  Daytime traffic is just so unpredictable. 

Jack woke up early from his nap so my ride was cut slightly short.

Ahhh, a day with no drama.  Lovely! :)

Coached workout tonight.  Strength training.  Today we're heading to the Farmers Market and then the zoo.  Should be GORGEOUS out.  I love this time of year.  Crisp mornings, slightly warm afternoons.   I'll also be spending a few quiet moments reflecting on 9/11.  Everyone has their story and they are all so sad.

Jack had his first swimming lesson yesterday.  He looks so small in the pool.  But he had a blast and asked if his next lesson was today so it clearly went well.  I'll have to get him in the pool for some open swim time later this week.

Thoughts on yesterday ... the one thing I can't figure out is what my MIL thought she was going to accomplish with that phone call.  It's just so unreasonable.  Eh.  I feel badly for Frank because he needs to get to some spot where he's okay with the whole situation.  Amazingly, there is a silver lining .... I don't think Frank and I have ever been closer or more in tune with one another.  Our little family is fine and at the end of the day, that's all that really matters.    :)

Story update:

So there was all the drama with my mother-in-law a few weeks back, if you recall.  Well, my husband hasn't spoken with her since and my opinion on the matter is that the problem's between them.  I want nothing to do with it.  Middle men ALWAYS get shot in one way or another.  No thanks.

The phone rings today and I pick it up and I hear "Well, can I at least speak to my grandson?"  in this seriously nasty tone.  Gloves are off.  I basically go on to tell her that up until now I was neutral on this matter but now that she has blind-sided me: here's what I think.  And I let her have it.  And she let me have it.  She finally asked to talk to Jack again and I said sure.  None of this is his fault.  I ask him if he wants to talk to Grandma and he said no.  I tried to force it and there were WAILS of no.  (He's in a phase where he doesn't want to talk on the phone.)  So I try to explain this to her.  And she said, "Well, I wonder why THAT is."  Once again, I lose my shit.  I said a few choice things including "I don't use MY children in MY battles.  You have STUPIDLY engaged what was a neutral party in your RIDICULOUS war.  You are short-sighted, selfish and stupid."  And then I hung up.  :)

Oh, and I swam for 45 minutes.  Wish that was after the call.  I need to expend some of this excess energy!