Today M and I did a 3 mile run and it was probably our best run yet. On a side note, she really looks adorable biking right ahead of me in all her Princess safety gear. ; ) In any event, I was really grateful the run went well after the horrible one Saturday morning discussed in the previous post.

The weather has stayed really cool. When the inevitable Oklahoma heat arrives, that will be much more difficult. But hopefully, given the fact that I'm following my training rigorously, I'll be able to take that as it comes.

Tomorrow it's back to work and a 4 mile run tomorrow evening. M starts negotiating with me as soon as I tell her it's a 4 mile run. Anything over 3 is apparently her limit when it comes to doing it good naturedly, if that's a word. But I know she can do it and I think it's an added benefit that she's getting exercise during all of this.

Tomorrow is Anna Jane's 5th birthday. She hasn't been feeling well and is having trouble eating - please pray that she feels better tomorrow and is able to enjoy her special day. She asked her Mom today, "Are you sad? B/c you look sad." I don't know how a Mom who knows her daughter is dieing is able to somehow reassure her daughter that she's remotely okay and not completely devastated with every breath she takes. Logically, every mother would realize that saddling a five year old that is already terminally ill with your own sadness won't help anyone, but where do you find the strength to draw on in that situation?