Is it Christmastime already?

With all the training I've been doing this year, the year just literally "flew" by. Tonight, I took the opportunity to go for a run. As is typical - at first the kids didn't want to go, then one did and then the other. We took the baby jogger, and even though one was on a scooter, that didn't last long. He ended up in the jogger with the scooter, too.

All this made for an interesting interval workout, where I was pushing a pretty heavy double baby jogger. I thought we were done with that...

Long run on Saturday planned - it's supposed to be 21 miles, but I'll just have to see how it goes. My training has been pretty random since the Redman.

Exactly one year ago...

It's been a year since I've started blogging about celiac and training. So much has happened, but something special happened that I found out about yesterday at church. Exactly one year to the day after I had a discussion about my celiac situation with another runner, I found out she was diagnosed with celiac.

It's a moment that gives me mixed emotions. I'm empathetic as I remember the loss and relief I felt from my diagnosis and the hard times that immediately followed as my diet shifted. But I also remember the joy crossing the finish line at the Redman -- something only made possible by my improved health as a result of my diagnosis.

And it's my joy and the coming joy of those who start their own journeys to better health through a diagnosis that keeps me writing.

Disney workout

Last week I went with my family to Disneyworld, which I can recommend for those interested in keeping their base strong while vacationing "gluten free." Disney is more or less know for their ability to come up with a gluten-free solution at pretty much any place with a kitchen, which was good news. The children's meal plan is a little less congenial, but they were still able to come up with substitutions most of the time.

As with anywhere else, the key is to plan ahead. Disney has far overscheduled their restaurants, so you need to get reservations at the restaurants where you are planning to eat waaaayyyy ahead of time. Thank goodness for the French restaurant at Epcot that took pity on us when my sister decided she didn't "like" Moroccan -- the only restaurant we could get into on our first day. When my sister vetoed a restaurant based on preference vs. dietary need, it made me realize how flexible I'd become. I'll eat pretty much anywhere I can snag some GF food.

In terms of working out, my family thought it was wonderful that I would jog all over the park(s) with our cards to get "Fast Passes" -- I did, too. It's the first decent set of workouts I've had in weeks thanks to my schedule at work. It turns out an Ironman is pretty good training for Disneyworld. I was getting 7-8 hours of sleep a night and loving it.