I'm only hesitant because it's Lycra, and I don't want to ruin it. So, if I hand-stitch, I want to do it right. There is enough fabric there to put back together, the stitching just frayed and unwound. Maybe I could take it somewhere and have it fixed? But where would that be??
I sure wish my grandma lived nearby. She is the QUEEN of sewing (and most things domestic -- six kids, two of them twin boys, and a daughter with Down's syndrome... she did it all). I could just hand them off and she'd fix them correctly and safely, and my only payment would be conversation (which sometimes is tedious, but I'm sure I'll miss it when she's gone).
I know exactly how you feel. This morning I said I felt like I was married to my husband, my job, and running.I think I am at the point where I'm far enough into my training and the race is close enough that I am starting to feel anxious. It's not just a daily run, it's a mission. I miss my bike, I miss cross-training, I miss some of the flexibility of not training for something (or, at least something THIS big). Double-edged sword -- training FOR something gives me purpose, but it also gives me a schedule I don't feel like I can play too much with.
At least we're wishing for more hours in the day to do more fun things, not to get more work done![]()




I think I am at the point where I'm far enough into my training and the race is close enough that I am starting to feel anxious. It's not just a daily run, it's a mission. I miss my bike, I miss cross-training, I miss some of the flexibility of not training for something (or, at least something THIS big). Double-edged sword -- training FOR something gives me purpose, but it also gives me a schedule I don't feel like I can play too much with.
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