a week after aporkalypse

It’s been about a week since the first case was discovered in Mexico and we’re pretty much the same as when we started.  Three of the four kids have had some virus and were all better yesterday.  Today Pike is worse again but no fever, so I’m not going to worry too much.  Unfortunately, he’s got a birthday (BIG THIRTEEN) in a couple days, and I’m hoping he’ll be feeling up to celebrating by then.  After reading that humidity seems to keep the germies somewhat at bay, I’ve turned off the A/C in the trailer and converted Pike from an “All A/C, All the Time” boy, to sitting outside and enjoying the fresh air boy.  He is now making up his food list for his birthday fest so we can shop til we drop today in preparation for the festivities.   Tomorrow is International Worker’s Day and Mexico (as well as we, when we were in the US) celebrates, and then we’ll all be taking the next 4 days off as Mexico tries to decrease the spread of the new virus.  That’s about all the virus talk I’m up for today.

I don’t know why I continue to run when it seems like I’m constantly injuring myself.  I tore/strained/pulled a different calf muscle last week (my sister is certain it was a kharmic equation) and began running again a couple days ago.  I’m still recovering from a fall I took (injurying my patellar tendons) and I still can’t stretch the quad on that leg.  So why do I do it?  What motivates me to continue to try to run in the heat and humidity and injuries I continue to reap?  I honestly am stymied but I’ve found something that doesn’t really feel like exercise and I am loving the results of this “non exercise”.  I gained 3 kilos during the visit of my family and I’m down one as of yesterday, but I seem to be forever stuck in the 77-78 kilo range.  I’m hoping that this redoubled effort to lose the 3 I gained will result in further loss; down in the lower 70’s.

I thought we had found a muchacha for our palapa – she did a marvelous job last Tuesday and I expected her to return today, but either our immense load of dirt and mess caused her to run for safety or she’s under the weather or something else.  I really hope she comes back.  She could do some magic cleaning and I even bought her some Fabuloso.  Maybe I should use it myself.  And that’s the news from the Caribbean – now I need to clean and clean and school and find a printer.

I’m not sure why I insist on running