I am excited about my ten hour drive this weekend back to my training base in Illinois. But sad about leaving my friends and family and the medical team that have been my life line since the spring. But I know this is what we have all been working for, to get me back on track and healthy for fall base training--the most important component of my training.
More than anything I am lamenting no more access to West Indian food! Despite my healthy eating these days, I just like to look at it, smell it even.
Also I sense some nervousness about how much pain I will be in after running hill workouts, "twice a week" I'm told, as opposed to the usual one.
Getting into real shape is gonna suck, but I am ready to embrace it.
In nine years I have not been home for this long of a stretch. I have carved out a little place in everyone's week. Now I am taking my sunny presence from them.
- The Canada Post man who has come to know my radiant smile...Ha!
- Osmow owner of "Osmow's" who makes the best chicken Schwarmas in Ontario, is gonna wonder where his little hurdler went.
- And I can't imagine the disappointment of the old guy at Krispy Kreme who recognized me and gave me a dozen donuts and made me leave quickly without having to pay.
My friend J, says once I get there Ill be fine. She is right. I hate leaving people, but once I get my solitude, I'm in my element.
So I am living up my last few days in town, I have a mani and pedi appointment with my mama this week. As well as her favorite pass time, bingo!
Toronto is great, but I do my best training and find my best focus in a small college town south of its border.
Sad about leaving, but happy about reaching another milestone.
Dita-P
