3/25/14

A Week of Running

The Saturday before last began a long week of running.  Two kids ran to the bathroom, over and over, then I ran, and my husband ran, over and over and over.  In between trips to the laundryroom, my husband and I throughout the week ran my daughter to rehearsals each evening, we ran to dress rehearsal, we ran to dress rehearsals onstage, and show after show after show over the weekend.  Between the sickness and the madness of our schedule, I ran to the store or for a sandwich, I ran home for an hour or less at a time and I didn't even have time to cook a meal till Friday night, (I don't have any memory of what it even was, because right after, we ran Lila to show number one) Between show number 2 and 3 I ran to the grocery store and ran home, my husband ran C to a birthday party.  On our way home from a family dinner Sunday he even ran his chainsaw to cut up a tree lying across the road home . . .

Monday came this week, with no relief from the weekend.  I had my own class that evening, and tonight was "Bingo for books" at my son's school more running.  I am even running for School Counil.  Running, which for me is chaotic enough before I consider the many big and tiny conversations that I don't usually have, lots of car rides and jostles and smiles and crowded places.  There were heaps of not home cooked meals, night after night of not relaxing in the evening before falling into bed, and no no no yoga!

And now I sit to write a slice, my mind is running, but not across anything in particular. . .

My head is full, full of noise, full of voices, full of laughter, cries, whines, and squeaks... full of the aftermath of running through life this week.  I know what I need is a bit of slow, a bunch of quiet, and billions of nothingness. . . So I am still really pretty full of all the noises and bumps and smiles and peopley stuff, and I really feel like I need to release all that, but probably not tonight because right now I must run upstairs and fall into bed, into quiet, into sleep.

3 comments:

Maureen said...

Love the insight into all your running! Yes, you covered many interesting miles - and I hope that your family appreciates all your running for them...if not now, in time, they will! I hope your sprinting is done for now, that you have run to bed and are fast asleep.

travelinma said...

Amy, Running it seems has become the norm. There comes a time when I cannot function at full tilt. That is when I pour a cup of tea and write. We are bracing for another blizzard in the northeast. I can't walk to regain balance so I will write between long deep breaths. Hope you find peace soon.

Laura said...

Your running account of your week was exciting and exhausting at the same time. I felt the rattle of the noises still in your head when you finally could hold still.
And the observation that there was no no no yoga touched me. Another day of late meetings and my mat hangs in the meditation room. And my brain and body are jangled with the stimulus of the day.