There’s not a lot of opportunity for me to add hills to my normal running routine. My lunch time running route has a total of 31 feet of elevation gain, which might as well be zero. Before we moved to Dallas, my normal short run route had 250 feet of elevation gain over the same distance. These are the elevation profiles of my regular route in Kansas City, and my new route in Dallas.
Part of my current lunch route is along the top of a levee. While not incredibly conducive to hill running, the backside of the levee does make an ok option for hill repeats. It’s not incredibly high, but it’s steep enough to give my legs a good workout. The other day I ran up and down three times as fast as a I could (a little less than 60 seconds total), and then rested before doing that same thing two more times. Definitely got my heart rate up! I need to be doing this more often. I can easily add these hill repeats into my normal lunch run, and it’ll only tack on a couple of minutes to my running loop. Anyone who has run hills routinely knows how they can have a huge impact on your training.
In non-running news, we’ve been making some progress on the adoption front recently (I mentioned it a while ago here – we’ve been wanting to adopt an older sibling group from the foster care system). It’s an odd process, and it’s really hard to explain the emotions that come along with it. Soon, some people that we’ve never met or talked with, who know us only by a couple sheets of paper and a photo, will be sitting down and deciding our fate with a brother/sister that we’ve known about for a little over a month. In the grand scheme of things, I know so little about these two kids, but I already feel so attached to them. This is the closest we’ve been to being matched, but if the state decides to go with another family then we will be back to the beginning and no closer than we were six months ago.
I’ve been caught off guard with how lonely the process is. We have received a couple of photos of these kids, but we aren’t allowed to share them with anyone. It’s really difficult to not be able to show off these two beautiful children, but we’re legally not allowed to forward the photos or post them anywhere online. We also know some details of their background and why they ended up in foster care, but we won’t be sharing that either. There aren’t a whole lot of broad-scale options for why kids end up in the foster care system (neglect, physical abuse, sexual abuse, parental incarceration, etc.), and at this point we technically could share with close friends and family the reason why they are no longer with their biological parents, but we’re choosing not to. These kids are old enough to be in control of their story, to decide for themselves who they want to know the details about their past and who they don’t. So we’ll leave it up to them to decide. But it’s hard to say “I can’t tell you that” when people ask.
So what can I tell you? They’re beautiful, intelligent, they’ve been dealt a sh*tty hand of cards in life, and I hope to God that I get the privilege to call them my daughter and son.