Mama's pride

After 33 hrs, 5 of which I spent trying to sleep in some rusty motel and 6 - talking with and feeding my son Alex - I am back. It is insane how airplanes changed our world. One moment, I am home, another - visiting my kid, soon - back home, and in 48 hrs - with my family in Russia...I am not sure where I am now and what time zome in:)

Alex is doing awesome, so proud of his looks AND his thoughts. He grew and matured immensly. Small school Victory Forge, family operated, is a great revenue for trouble younth trying to learn life a bit. He wasn't allowed off grounds (not yet), so he showed me every detail of this small place (17 kids), described minute-by-minute their days, talked about "right and wrong" decisions and some future plans. I had to run out and buy lots of food, what he consumed rather fast:) Palm trees smoothened out the military style, and it was sad to leave. Next time I hope we can have more time together.

Long run tomorrow, last for the year, and off to another set of planes. May you all have a very Merry Christmas and Happy New year!

p.s. Bryon and I came up with a great idea of forming a pacing team, and Bryon went further and thought of an awesome name for it: "Pacific and Atlantic Companions for Endurance Runners", aka PACERs? Koneshno, more often than not we'd go by our nickname - "The PAC"! You may join if you had done pacing duties in the past - hopefully, successful - and enjoy it as much if not more than racing itself. We will collect our resumes and recommendation letters to present to future runners:) If you are the one who had experienced either one of ours pacing, please do not hesitate to send in a praising letter! Looking forward to hear fun remarks for the New Year's resolution too!