Before I leave this trip, I will run this lake twice! Say it with me... 110 days until California International Marathon!!
My back was feeling amazing like a slippery fish again (I don't know, my kid sings that song) so I laced up the shoes, grabbed some water (leaving the noob at home!) and set out to run around the lake once. Goal achieved!! I forgot what the smell of hot blacktop melting in the sun smells like. Woo wee it was hot!
Just a light sweat...
I realized once I saw my path that I ran farther than I needed to because of where I parked but that's okay. It always makes me happy to hear the Nike app tell me "Congratulations! You've run more miles this week than last week." It's like a little ribbon ceremony in my head. No I'm not crazy. Much.
For a long time I didn't take very good care of myself so I started this little tradition whenever I finish a workout. I give myself an actual pat on the back at the end. Just a few taps on my shoulder. I know it might sound silly but it's a heartbeat of gratitude to myself for taking time to do something nice for my body.
It was lizard hot out there. Actually I bet half of Americans run in weather way hotter than this but I am a wimp because San Francisco is foggy and windy and cool most of the time. I usually wait until mile 6 to fuel and take down a lot of water, but today by mile 4.5 I had finished it all. I took a before run/ after run picture of the temp in my car to underscore my suffering :)
I don't know what it is about lakes that feel so comfortable to me. When I was little my grandpa twice took our whole family to Wisconsin on a fishing trip. He had eight kids and those kids and had kids too so it was a BIG family fishing trip with dozens of us! We'd stay at the lake and do nothing but play games, eat, drink, swim, fish, and have all sorts of cousin drama in the cabins. Those memories are the best of my childhood. The sounds and smells of lake life just make me feel good inside. I can see myself retiring by a lake. (My retirement list goes on and on, trust me.)
On my way back to the house I was trying to keep it together. Every part of my body ached (it was mostly uphill) and my stomach felt upset. Just as I was reminding myself to drink a ton of liquids when I got home, I just so happened to see a lemonade stand on the side of the road! It was the most amazing awful lemonade I've had in my life! And ice cold. I gave the kids a ten dollar bill and told them to keep the change. Then they kept saying thank you. It was really sweet (the kids, not the lemonade).
Jon knocked it out of the park in the dad department and immediately took the boys to Lake Tahoe (a longer drive than Donner) for ice cream and tom foolery once he saw how much I wanted to shower and stretch, and how loud and insane the kids were becoming. He bends quite a lot of rules when he takes them out so sometimes I'd rather not know what they do!
The Dude rushed home and said, "Mom you'll NEVER guess what happened in a million years!!! EVER in a million years!! Just guess. Take a guess." And I said, "You ran into someone you know!" [insert little face dropping] Noob answer, Christina. Noob answer. Never guess accurately when kids ask you to guess. Just like Jon knows never to guess TOO low when I come home from shopping and ask him to guess how much I paid. Guessing too low steals my thunder! The Dude ran into his camp buddy at the ice cream shop. Kids get really excited when stuff like that happens which is what makes kids so awesome.
I'm not gonna lie. We ordered a really greasy pizza for dinner because we didn't feel like going to the store. It was the kind of pizza that sits in your belly long after you eat it. But woo! it tasted good going down. There was no way to take this picture WITHOUT it looking greasy gloppy and no photo filter made to woman that could cover the calories in this box!
Our night was topped off with two separate games happening in unison: Jon vs. The Dude at Sorry! // Christina vs. Croc at tic-tac-toe. I tried to set Croc up for a win because he looked so pitiful with his scabby nose from our adventure the other day, but he preferred to just stack them on top of each other.
Who wants to be my first commenter and tell me your favorite cheat meal?
What is your favorite place to order greasy food? Or are you more disciplined than me?
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