All was going well with training then I got a call that Mom was going to have open heart surgery. All was dropped, training, Junior League commitments, and work to an extent. I am fortunate enough to work for a company that allowed me to do my job remotely so I could be with my Mom during her 1st month of recovery. I stayed with my brother for the first week while Mom was still in the hospital since he lives closer to the hospital and I could work with no distractions there. It allowed me to run over the hospital at lunch and late afternoon to check on Mom. Mom was so concerned about me getting in my training walks but that was the last thing on my mind. After I knew she made it out of surgery, I was able to start thinking about my walks again.
I will say, it was a nice change of pace after walking in 110 degree heat. I did a few 6-8 mile walks on the boardwalk and was able to get some great photos of the ocean I miss so much. After Mom got out of the hospital, I stayed at Mom's house and my walks switched from the ocean to pine barrens. I walked through the woods and Cattus Island Park to get to the bay. I even got one of my munchkins in NJ to walk from her house to my Mom's. I never would have guessed at 12 years old, she would not complain once about walking 5 miles. I actually got in 10 miles that day since I walked to her house and then we walked back together. Other than these walks the only training I was able to get in was the 5-10 minutes a day I walked with Mom to get her moving after her surgery. As you can imagine, my pace was no where near the 3.5-4 miles an hour I do for my typical training.
After a month I was back in Arizona and back on track training with my team.
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