Friday: 5.30 misty miles/ no Garmin
Saturday: 3.75 mi. walk around town with the double-wide and the doggies/ 60ish min.
Yesterday: 6.26 drizzly, ultra-hilly miles/ 51.03 min.
As an educator and a parent (and a human being, for that matter), my heart is irreparably broken for the 26 angels who went to heaven on Friday.
I was so upset after hearing of the tragedy at Sandy Hook that I made a conscious decision to leave my Garmin at home on my run on Friday in order to allow my mind to process what had happened.
We all deal with stress a different way. Since taking up running a couple years ago, I have found that when I am upset or stressed, the best way for me to deal with it is by running. When I run, my mind is free to wander, digest the day’s events, plan my blog, plan my week, plan dinner… and pray. On Friday, I spent my entire run in prayer.
I tried out my new Pearl Izumi convertible jacket. I googled the jacket after seeing it on the Road Runner website for $98 (with the VIP discount), and came up with a company called Altrec, which seems to always have promotional discounts on outerwear. When all was said and done, I paid $43 for this puppy!
Pink wasn’t my first choice, but a deal’s a deal, and I make it my goal to be seen by drivers, so it gets the job done.
I made the mistake of slapping my Garmin on the outside of the jacket when I wore it the first time, so that might be why I was warmer than I expected with the sleeves on. There’s great ventilation under the arm pits and in the back, but I don’t have a problem with my arms getting wet in light rain, so the vest is my preferred way to roll. It’s my core that I like to keep dry, and the vest did the job. Definitely recommend.
My other go-to product recommendation for runners is a good compression sock.
I love my cousin, and I love Christmas. And I love Pro Compression holiday socks.
I also love cousin cookie decorating parties!
One-by-one, Emma picked up the little sprinkles. She was a mess. And I stood there and took pictures.
Kidding. I was actually busy holding my littlest niece.
At the end of the night, we had a collection of holiday cookies ready to be shared.
Until Blondie McBlonde let loose with a series of three sneezes. All over EVERYTHING.
Gosh, I love my kids.
And, finally, for a moment of dog-shaming, I present to you this gem: