It's astonishing how your first-born's wedding can take over your whole life. Number one son Chris was married on March 31st, and seemed to consume most of the month. Apart from the wedding itself, we had to drive over 3,500 kilometres to get there and back across flood-ravaged parts of New South Wales, Victoria and South Australia. We also had family drama in the last few days with my sister-in-law unexpectedly ending up in hospital with a heart condition (she's the super-fit one of the family, so this was a shock to all) and thus unable to get to the wedding. Even more shocking, my 84 y.o. mother-in-law was involved in an horrendous car crash just three days before the wedding, which involved flipping the car (which then exploded) in front of oncoming traffic on one of Sydney's busiest motorways at peak hour. All I can say about that is that airbags are incredible. She was pulled from the wreckage with only (serious) bruising; discharged herself from hospital a few hours later and still made it to the wedding!
So, it has been a long, dramatic and at times traumatic month, but I am safely back home in Sydney now and looking forward to resuming my running routine. I did manage a few shorter runs in the previous three weeks or so, the most notable ones being a 6.5km beach run with Chris on the morning of his wedding which was very special, and an 8km dawn run along the banks of the Murray River at Echuca in Victoria on the return journey home.
So apologies for being so quiet - but I'm home again now and looking forward to getting back to some serious running.
Stable April
