It’s been a long few days. I don’t want to go into detail out of respect for my son but I will say that it has been a long few days. My son was admitted into the hospital on Friday and it was an emotionally challenging day. I had been up since 1:30am and was running on 2 hours of sleep. By the time I got home at 9:30pm, I could hardly see straight. I considered calling the streak done but I didn’t want it to end with what felt like a surrender. I decided to go to the gym down the road from my house and run an easy mile. I was super thankful that they stayed open until 10pm because a run in the dark sounded even more overwhelming. My headlamp has needed new batteries for months. At the gym, I was literally the only human in the cardio room. It was lovely. I ran a 13 minute mile where my heart rate stayed abnormally low but I made it. I made it home safely, hugged my other 3 children, and went straight to bed. Yesterday was a little less chaotic but still busy. We went to visit my son at the hospital, which was actually a huge relief because he seems to be improving, took our youngest to visit with his grandpa, took my daughter to Chicago to spend time with her dad and step mom’s family, and then picked up some pictures at Walgreens to take to my son tomorrow to help make his room at the hospital feel more like home. My husband had actually gotten a hotel room in the city earlier in the week and we had considered canceling the room many times. We decided to take a night for ourselves, which was a great decision. It’s been months since we have had a night alone. I had hoped to run along Lake Michigan when we got into the city but the sun had set by the time we picked up the pictures. Thankfully, the hotel had a lovely exercise room. So, after a great phone conversation with my son, I went down to the exercise room and ran another mile. This one was slightly faster than Friday’s mile but not by much. Regardless, I’m keeping the streak alive. I’m hoping to have a little more time to run today.