One year ago...

I was recovering from the Chicago Marathon with a fine dinner with my wife and Tiffany and Glenn.  So much has happened in the last 12 months... My running hit a rough spot with the stress fracture.  My goal of 1500 miles this year and my second marathon are not readjusted to 1000 miles and a 5K PR by Thanksgiving.  I am depressed by this, but I can roll with the punches.  Lesson learned about too many races and no recovery days.  I do need to ramp up my discipline about running consistently.  Now that my stress fracture seems to be behind me, I need to get back to a set pattern of running, with Wednesday perhaps as my recovery day... maybe it should be Monday after a long run on Sunday?  I don't know.  I'll play around with it next weekend.  Too much stress about the cats.  Need to get this resolved in the next week or so and have it moving in a positive direction.  At least I feel like there are non-tragic options and at worst we humans will feel bad, but the cats will be happy and safe.  Ah life..

Now, the big change in Headmaster at work has the potential to really change our life.  We shall see how that goes.  Added to that is the upswing in cupcake orders and the path to a different and positive work outlook for the family is high.