Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Slow Poke

I left bright and early Saturday morning - well, early for me on a Saturday morning...

A little after 8:00.

I headed out to have coffee with a sweet friend and then to head on over to an AMAZING celebration for the RLAMiversary for Another Mother Runner's, Sarah and Dimity. We chatted a bit, ran a nice 5, chatted some more. Oh and we got some crazy cool swag too! Asics arm warmers, New Balance socks, an Arcteryx hat, a Skirt Sports bag, some Nuun, some GU... crazy cool!

After a great morning I was blessed with more girl time as two dear friends and I headed over to Lululemon and Fit Right. So wonderful. So peaceful. Bliss! I even found a new Amphipod Hydration Belt and Headsweats visor. Sweet bliss!

After said bliss, I then headed on over to Costco and got home around 3:00.

When I walked in the door, my sweet 9 year old said, oh so excitedly, "How did your 20 go????" (Apparently, he knows my schedule too :) To which I said, "Oh Bud, I didn't do 20 today because of my foot. I only did 5." His reply? "Oh. You're usually a LOT faster when you run 5." Sweet boy. Thought his Mama was quite the slow poke. 7 hours for 5 miles. Ouch!

Thankfully, it did not take me 7 hours for 5 miles. Thankfully, I could share about my fun morning with him. And I absolutely LOVE that he gets just as excited about my long runs as I do... dare I say he's even a bit proud of his mom??

4 comments:

SupermomE13 said...

That is CRAZY cute!!! Love that he knows your schedule and paid attention to how long your "run" was. :)

Hope that foot is on the mend!!

Amy said...

You got some awesome gear! You're gonna need a wardrobe just for all your cool new running gear! Do you love your headsweats visor? I love mine!

Julie D. said...

oh, that is so sweet! Poor guy, he thought you were running all that time...he was probably worried about you!! ;)

Elena (Running in Heels After Child) said...

Sounds like a perfect Saturday and way more fun then running 20 miles.

elena

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