Oofta....I'm pooped!

Well..I didn't head out for my run until 2pm and that probably wasn't the best idea. It was a hot one, but I lucked out because there was a little breeze. I felt very stylin' in my new shorts and shoes. However, that ended quickly when I ran by this really cute guy and as soon as we made eye contact I almost tripped and fell. How embarassing! Just my luck! It was definitely a hard run today and I didn't feel on top of my game, but I did run 12 miles! My hips weren't bugging me, but my calfs (is that spelled right?) felt really tight and heavy. My new shoes are great, but I probably shouldn't have done that long of a run to break them in. I think my right foot is bigger than my left, because my toes felt kind of scrunched. Wierd! Also, I just couldn't stop thinking about how much further I had to go. I started off listening to country music, but that didn't motivate me at all. I needed something that I could sing to so that my mind wouldn't be on running. So I put on some shakira and that definitely helped! It was a beautiful day and I ran the same route that I rollerbladed earlier this week. However, it felt a lot longer today! However, I did it and I survived!
I want to ask for your prayers not only for me, but for my family as well. It was this weekend one year ago that I came home from Guatemala and that was the same day my dad went to the hospital thinking he had a stroke. I'm so glad that he is no longer suffering, but now start the days of reliving. I'm doing the same thing this weekend as I did the weekend I came home from Guatemala, which is kind of strange. I'm going to my hometown celebration and on Sunday I'm going to the "Hladky" family reunion. My dad was there with us at the last one and he always brings the sweet corn. I'm thinking I should take over that job this year. I want to keep his memory alive. We are sure going to miss him a lot more this weekend. Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers.
Much love,
Lacy