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Today’s run

I headed out for today’s run fully intending to come home, shower, and change before doing anything else for the day.

Oh, how plans change.

Instead, I’m sitting here 10 hours later still in my running clothes. I have been to a soccer game, the salon for a cut and color, and have been relaxing at home by the fire, working on my Snowy Owl afghan. All without showering. Or changing. And it feels great.

It was a tough 6.3 miles this morning. The five day old snow was crusty and had not had any traffic to pack it down. So things were a bit slow going. And I didn’t eat breakfast before heading out. So I needed my emergency gel 1.66 miles into the run. Good thing I had it stashed in my water bottle pocket. But, a bald eagle soared overhead at mile 4, and that was all I needed for a perfect run.

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Anyway, it was a great run. And I saw my son’s soccer game, and I have a fresh cut and color on my head. Pretty perfect if you ask me.

IMG_0646Doesn’t everyone read Popular Science at the salon?

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I stink.

I feel gross.

I got out for a 6 mile run this morning. Thanks to my mother-in-law, our two older boys were having a sleepover with their cousins, so I also took an opportunity to sleep in. (Until 7:30!)

When I walked in the door all sweaty and gross, and realized my husband wasn’t home, (he had gone to the grocery store with our youngest), I quickly had to adjust my plans – which had included a nice hot shower. I knew that my kids were supposed to be home very soon.

It’s a good thing I didn’t shower. Sure enough, within 10 minutes she pulled up with a carload of cousins.

All the kids thundered into the house and into the basement to play, and after about 10 minutes I realized that my shower plans had been derailed. It just wasn’t going to happen.

At this point, I only had a short window of time (5 minutes) before we had to leave for my 6 year old’s baseball game. I quickly threw on some pants and washed my face so I wouldn’t look quite so, well, “post-run.”

Why pants? Well, this morning I went out for a run in a very short running skirt. Fine for a run, but not fine for an hour sitting in the bleachers with a bunch of other parents.

After the game we came home, ate lunch, and my husband took the two older boys fishing. Yes! Time for a shower!

Just as they pulled out of the driveway, the 2 year old woke up, ready for lunch and playtime.

Rats! Foiled again.

I’ll shower sometime today.

But for now, I still feel gross.


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