Workout: Ran the usual hilliness, 5.25 mi./ 44.03
I really didn’t want to run this morning after dropping my kids off at school, but forced myself to because my husband picked up a shift, and I prefer running outside to running on the TM during the kids’ nap time.
About 1.5 miles into my run, I felt bad for firing this friend yesterday:
Yeah, I had to have that conversation with her. You know the one. It’s not you, it’s me? I just needed to speed up my pace, and she was holding me back, but in a sick twist of fate, I started out dragging my feet, and bonked way too early. If only I’d had my little friend with me. The climbs were torturous.
After the trudge around the ‘hood, I lazed around for a while, taking my time to grub on one egg+three egg whites scrambled with feta, chopped tomatoes, and avocado on top and to stand in the shower for a really long time. Just because I could.
El Nino’s coming this winter, so the extra rainfall should make up for my shower this morning.
Then, I went to pick up these hooligans:
I’ll TELL you what’s wrong with it! Olivia’s teacher sent home a bag of slime with her. She obviously doesn’t have kids. Or dogs.
Only kidding. I appreciate the educational value of the slime, but when grading a boatload of papers is at the center of my universe, there’s nothing that will put me in a good mood.
Except a trip to Val Surf. Kidding again. I bought a Groupon for Val Surf, even though I hate going in there because the kids they have working the place assume I’m a strait kook, lugging my kids in my fancy pants station wagon. All I needed were some tie-downs thick and strong enough for my SUP racing board, but the guy seemed confused and/or annoyed that I was doing probably what he thought was my husband’s dirty work.
Nope, buddy. I got what I wanted, plus a set of cheapy straps for surfboards. Here’s what will finally allow me to SUP by myself when my dang husband picks up a shift:
So, come Thursday morning, if there are no waves, I’ll be training for the Malibu SUPathon! I need to work on my stroke for the 6-mile paddle from Leo Carillo down to Zuma. Like, majorly.
Then, it was off to the holy grail: Yogurtland.
I can’t express to you how happy I am that pumpkin is back. I love that flavor something fierce! And, since it’s technically yogurt, it’s healthy, right?
Getting my run in during preschool allowed me to grade during nap time, and because there’s never a shortage of grading to be done in this household, I’ve set up shop for the night:
Yes, the TV is on, my kids are tuned in, and I’m ready to bust this out.
Good parenting at its finest.