Mary had a “great idea” tonight. She decided that she should finish two of her practice word searches then we should make them into paper airplanes. Then, on our weekly 5k, we would throw them, then run to where they landed then throw them again. We did about a half mile before it started to get too dark so we came back. It was awesome!
I guess training for a full marathon then taking a 4 month taper worked out for me. Just got a half marathon PR. Maybe I’ll train for my next full marathon by not running for the next 8 months.
My back is still holding up after moving 8,000 more pounds of mulch; the yard looks great and now I’m enjoying pizza.
Moved 10,400 pounds of mulch today; I have to move another 8,000 pounds tomorrow. Now it’s time for a steak!
Overheard from Mary: “Uh-oh look Daddy, Look!”, as she points to my stomach. “Santa belly!”
Time to get running again. I guess 8 miles wasn’t enough for today.
While running the Jack Quinn’s run tonight I kept hearing some guy right behind me. I’d speed up and then he’d speed up. I tried to slow down to let him pass and he would slow down. I was starting to get really irritated until, at the end of the first mile, I realized that what I was hearing was my car keys rattling in the back pocket of my running shorts. Boy I ran a fast first mile.
I know that as a parent I’m supposed to teach my girls the right way to pronounce things but I love it when they call it sunscream
Waitress: What’s your name?
Waitress: And, how old are you?
Mary (as the waitress walks away): Those questions weren’t hard. She should have asked me, like… what’s 20 + 20?
WARNING: Eating smores requires putting your hair in a ponytail first.
WARNING: Eating smores