I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Asa’s lying on the living room floor listening to Eliot read Here Be Monsters! by Alan Snow. (Book the Box Trolls movie was based on. Highly recommend.) And I’m typing away. 50 emails to respond to before bed and some high finance. This does not bode well for the 35-miler tomorrow, but I’ve painted myself into [...]Liza
We all walked in the annual neighborhood Forth of July parade. Two blocks. Fire engines. Uncle Sam. Boy Scouts. Decorated bikes and trikes. Sikhs in patriotic turbans. I love the neighborhood parade. This year there was also a family of clowns with a unicycle, bicycle built for two, water guns, and a decorated golf cart. It [...]Liza
Hello there. I have mostly been running at less than 137 beats per minute and dealing with some flooding in our kitchen since I last blogged. And ordering gutters. And not eating or drinking anything fun. So as much as I came to loath heart rate training a few years ago, I’m enjoying it now. I think it’s the mental break [...]Liza
My dad took some lovely pictures of Ruby when she was up in DC with him and my mom. I am going to rely on this one to fill in this late night blog. Today’s been a blur. There was running and not feeling very peppy, and there was taking the kids to the pool for a few hours, and there was Ruby pooping all over my lap. (I [...]Liza
Asa is off at a friend’s house, Ruby is napping, and I have already done my running. Time for a beer — at 12:39pm. The rains in San Antonio have brought out some great neighborhood vegetation. It looks like something out of Dr. Seuss — and I think it’s a pretty good addition to the Urban Trail Runner’s coffee [...]Liza