I was feeling kind of blah today. The massive taper due to my nasty cold is messing with my bliss. I’m looking forward to getting back to high mileage again. (I’m not a racer at heart. Give me a long, hard, unsupported training run any day.) Anyway! I was feeling the effects of low mileage and feeling kind of blue when — out of the blue — I got an e-mail asking me to consider applying for an awesome job. It’s not in the cards right now, but just being reminded that I’ve acquired some useful skills in life (outside cutting PB&J sandwiches into four perfect squares) snapped me out of my funk. The hardest thing about being a (mostly) stay-at-home mom is the ambivalence I sometimes feel about spending all day with my child. My sister says it’d be unnatural for a 38 year-old woman to want to socialize exclusively with a preschooler — which is a very fine point. She’s smart like that.