Today, I ran a half-marathon, Grete’s Great Gallop. I haven’t run this race for several years as it was previously held in the hottest part of August and I had never done particularly well. Luckily, the schedule has changed, and it was a perfect fall day for running. I ran a PHPB (Post Henry Personal Best). The hills of Central Park are never easy, but knowing my two favorite people were waiting at the finish inspired me to push through. Henry, Mark and I played on the Sheep Meadow afterwards and enjoyed listening to an Irish folk band near the bandshell.
As a sidenote, the race is named after Grete Waitz who was a nine-time NYC Marathon champion. She died of cancer in 2011. You can see more details about the fundraising efforts on the Fred’s Team homepage. I did not raise money, but definitely believe in the cause.
We haven’t posted anything for a few days because we really have not been able to do much with our Henry Boy. He had a fever for three days last week which meant he needed lots of hugging and holding. Unfortunately, this also means lots of whining. He seemed to be most comfortable in my arms while I swayed back and forth, standing up. We can only assume this is all related to teething and hope for Henry to feel better very soon.
There was a small bright spot on Saturday. Henry was all smiles when he received his Christmas gift from his Uncle Chris, a Drew Brees autographed football.
Henry spent the first day of fall playing with his toys in the apartment, watching football with his dad, visiting playgrounds, practicing walking, eating his mom’s pumpkin bread and watching television with friends.