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Well, it's been a while since my last blog.
Many things have happened to the Johnson Family.
First, I completed two back to back races...something I was a little nervous about accomplishing.
I ran the Country Music Half Marathon here in Nashville. It was 13.1 miles.
I ran it with my good friend, Jill. She is amazing. She finished...in pain. But she finished. I am so proud of her.
My big brother, Brad and I have always had the dream of running a marathon together.
He ran one in medical school and I ran one three years ago.
So together, we ran the Cincinnati Flying Pig Marathon (26.2 miles) the following weekend after my half marathon. My knee hurt, but slapping Icy Hot on my knee, prayer and the determination (stubbornness) I get from my father helped me cross that finish line with my brother, my rock. And just a sidenote- I am never using runner's "Goo" again...yuck. My stomach will never let me forget it...and 10 porta potties from mile 13-26 will slow your time down...for sure. But we still finished in 5 hours and 2 minutes. Not bad.
During the weekend in Cincinnati, we watched the news show pictures of our beloved city being swallowed by water. The Nashville Flood of 2010. And unfortunately, most pictures we had to see from Facebook updates because the news somehow didn't see it important enough to show updates on the entire city being under water. Crazy. But, as the new craze says, "We Are Nashville" and we will prevail. We will recover. We embrace each other as one and united we stand and rebuild. Too bad the news won't cover that, it's amazing to see the city lock arms.
And so the floods caused all interstates to shut down. We could not get home. So we waited a day and watched, and were able to come home to a house on a hill. Completely untouched. If our house is under water, then God has broken his promise not to flood the Earth again. Our house sits near the crest of a hill that is half a mile high. I have complained many times (just ask my husband, Jeff) that my kids can't ride bikes b/c of the hill. We can't play baseball in our year...because of our hill. We can't use our backyard...because of our hill. I can't mow the yard...because of our hill.
And after the floods, I sing a new song...praise God for my hill!
During our trip to Cincinnati, Walter started to lose his appetite. We asked if his throat was hurting and he kept saying no. Tomato soup and chocolate milk were just about the only things he would put in his mouth. Monday, a week after we get back from Cincinnati, he still will not swallow easily. We take him in to the doctor and he has mono. We are not exactly sure where he got it, but fortunately it has not taken all his energy away.
We are still under doctor's orders not to do any major physical activity, especially contact activity...because the spleen could rupture.
But, Walter hasn't missed any school, yet. I have let him sleep in and I have taken him in later in the morning. He will miss tomorrow...it's fun run and field day...no sense in wasting a day. We will do math, reading, and Playstation here at the house.
So there is the Johnson update...my legs feel fine, Walter is on the mend, and Nashville...I guess you could say it's on the mend, too.
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