So anyway, I was very excited to hit some trails on Saturday, and I knew it would be a fun time when i got my lucky number (6) on my bib. I almost fell twice, but never actually hit the ground. I also came in third in my age group, which is pretty decent for my slow arse. And my pace was the same as my road pace used to be. So all of this was a huge win in my eyes! Not to mention that the entire place was crawling with babywearing, breastfeeding mamas. I was in my element, indeed. I came home totally excited, and we hit up a fun carnival for the rest of the day. It had rides perfect for young children, and we ate plenty of carnival food too. So of course, we all felt exhausted and gut-busted when we got home. But it was worth it because the kids were in heaven!
Sunday, hubby had it set in his head that he wanted to go fishing. The kids were game, but I knew that I needed to get one last long run in before my marathon. I figured I'd kill two birds with one stone and go with them. Which means that I got to trail run two days in a row! Day two was a good bit slower, but it was also longer and I just enjoyed my surroundings. I had to stop a few times, once to fish my son out of the lake. If you notice in my new logo shot, he's only wearing a jacket and a diaper and too-small shoes. Good thing mama is lazy and forgets to take old clothes out of the car, huh? Once I finished running in the sudden heat (wasn't it jacket weather last week???) we went to the playground, had a picnic, and rented a rowboat for more fishing and island exploring. It was a wonderful way to finish the weekend outside!
|She has a worm, his sunglasses are upside down. My kids are awesome.|