Want me to hit you with some truth? I’ve been MIA lately because I was being really grumpy about not being able to run. I mean, how many times can a girl blog about what she isn’t doing until everyone wants to punch her in the face? Exactly. I was annoying. So I decided that I wouldn’t keep coming on here and doing that. I would blog when I ran. Today was that day. So, yeah, it wasn’t a very long break from me for you guys. For that, I apologize. I did miss y’all, if that makes it any better.
I ran TEN miles today! I know that’s not a mind-blowing amount of miles or anything, but it makes me feel better about having to skip last weekend’s ten mile run. Today was technically only supposed to be four miles. I felt a million times better, though, so I decided to keep on trucking. I’m so freaking glad my muscles don’t hate me anymore. My side had already been feeling better, but I never would have thought that my neck and shoulders mattered as much as they do when it comes to running. I can move my daggum neck again, and that is seriously cause for celebration. The only problem is now I’ve made them sore for other reasons. It was cold (by my standards) today and I was running around shivering like a loser instead of going back and getting a jacket. I guess I was hunched over or something? Posture. Need to work on that. But, really, this might have been my favorite run ever. I feel so much better!
After my run, I ate this sandwich in about ten seconds flat. We didn’t have much in the fridge, but you gotta do what you gotta do. It was actually really good, but the tomatoes were kind of crappy. I’d rather eat a crappy tomato than no tomato, though. Glass half full, right?
This weekend wasn’t all about sandwich eating and running, however. We did other cool stuff like try to nap in dangerous places in true Hunger Games style. Next thing you know he’ll be strapping himself to a tree to get some Zs.
We also full-on decorated for Christmas. Oops. I think Elmo was into it, but that might just have been the cheap drinks and white chocolate talking. Please don’t judge us for going all-in way before Thanksgiving. There is no controlling the holiday spirit.
Even Maddux is stoked. He sat and watched the entire Polar Express this morning. This kid never sits still, so we were shocked that he was so enamored by it. Further proof that everyone loves the holidays.
I even snagged a few things for an upcoming race. I’m excited to run and all, but I’m way more excited to dress up. PS: every single time I step into a Claire’s I am immediately transported back to sixth grade. Never fails.
Sorry I don’t have much to talk about today. I’m honestly just on cloud nine right now. I was nervous before heading out on my run this morning, so it’s an amazing feeling that I didn’t keel over and die. Whoop!
Now I’ve got to go eat an entire pizza by myself because Ryne hasn’t come down to get any. This is my perfect day. 😉