Guilt and a gift.

There's a giveaway over at Runners' Lounge and to be entered you have to leave a comment with your ideal holiday gifts for runners. Or something like that. My memory isn't always the best.

Not the point. The point is that I entered. I left my comment this morning and then I received what I said I wanted! For real! Or, well, for sorta.

I said that I wanted babysitting coupons from family and friends who would want to watch my son so I could run during the day. Because, people, you guilted me*. Guilted? Made me feel guilty? That's probably more like it.

Again, not the point.

The point is, I wrote my comment and submitted it. Later this morning, I went to a friend's house and she suggested that we watch each other's kids one morning a week to give us each some free time. Holy cannoli, Batman!

Wow, yes. OK. So, we set it up. I'll watch her daughter for 3 hours, she'll watch my son for 3 hours once a week. The two kids are about the same age, so it should work out perfectly. THREE HOURS! Gah! It looks like I've received an early Christmas present. I'll be running during the day. Woo hoo!

Just like that. I said what I wanted. I got it. Thank you, Runners' Lounge**!


* See the comments here, where I learned what I already knew: You guys are some kind of Dean Karnazes tough with all of your running outside in the minus 38 degree weather that feels like minus 62, in the dark, with 40mph winds and freezing rain, on icy trails guarded by killer wolves (are they around in the winter?).

** Can't wait for the next "ask" because I'm thinking I could really use a little more speed . . . or endurance . . .