We had a gap of two weeks here due to my dad passing away on November 4th from complications from a stroke the week before. My dad is the person who originally got me out and running as he was a habitual 3x week runner while I was growing up. We used to go up to the track at our local high school and I would run the track while he did one mile laps around the campus block. He got me out into my first Peachtree Road Race at the age of 14 and continued to be a role model for me to the end. Although he was now doing more running on a treadmill than outside, my dad was still working out at the gym 2-3 times a week and was one of the most fit 73 year old man you ever saw.
Spending a week in the ICU waiting room also wrenched my recurring disk injury in my lower back, so my last true workout was spin class October 27th. I went to a masseuse/acupressure session last Saturday and that at least got me upright. I was able to get in the pool today at lunch, so I think by the end of the week the kinks in the back will be out and I will be able to get back to the basics and working on my run base before my 1/2 marathon plan starts in December. Somehow eating all of the food that our great friends brought to us during this period I still managed to shave off a few pounds. Most likely from the stress, who knows?