I did something today that I've never done before--got up at 6:30 a.m. and ran! I had planted the seed of a morning run the night before, and when I woke up at 6:15ish, I tried to go back to sleep but couldn't. The thought kept itching my brain... get up and run... get up and run...get up and RUN. So I did.
And it was cold, but great. The first mile I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was dressed okay--warm hat & gloves, long pants & shirt, & Climalite jacket--but my eyes kept watering from the cold. And my butt was cold--I have no idea why, there's way too much fat back there for it to get cold. You'd think it would be self insulating. hahahaha.
By mile 2 I had unzipped my jacket, and at the start of mile 3 I'd taken it off and tied it around my waist. I got to see a gorgeous crescent moon and stars at the start, and the sky change colors as the sun began to rise as I got back home. I finished in 33:36.
I'm planning on doing this again Sunday morning, with 5 miles. My 7 mile plan kinda went out the window when I realized how much stuff we have going on this weekend and I would have to run in the morning if I was going to run at all, so I decided to split it between the two weekend days. Which actually is better probably, because usually I do no running at all on the weekends. Hopefully this activity will keep my eating on track, too.
Last night we took Sophie to a church activity--a nature walk through a local nature preserve at night. (Luke stayed at the church with babysitters.) By the time we did the last part of the walk, it was completely dark. I was so not into walking through the woods--even with a guide and my husband and about 20 other people--in the dark. Way too Blair Witch for me. I am such a wimp.
But then we got to have a camp fire, roast hot dogs, and have S'mores!!! My all time favorite Fall activities in the whole world. Nothing better than roastin' a dog over an open flame. Sophie cooked my hot dog and it was half way cold, but the best ever because she made it for me. I also had a S'more and 2 more marshmallows. It was a lot of junk, but totally fabulous. And I had run 2.8 miles that afternoon (not enough time for the 3.5 I had planned, but 2.8 was better than nothing), so I figured what the heck? I'm living my life, not living a diet.
I hope everyone who's reading today has a lovely Saturday.
Mark & Sophie at the camp fire. (I was not popular after snapping a flash picture in the dark. But isn't that what mom's are for? =)