I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
I’m about to get off my bottom and head out the door for 15 miles. In just one more cup of coffee. Or two. I read something persuasive about the benefits of green tea yesterday, and feeling Whole30 fragile, I broke down and bought some. I hate green tea, but I forget that every six or eight months and get some. This time I [...]Liza
Eliot built a fire in the fireplace this morning and now he’s baking bread for breakfast. Stellar husband: Check. I piled on the miles over the past four days and I’m looking forward to something short and fast today — and then working through a pile of bills. Boo. Did I tell you we’re headed up to New Hampshire [...]Liza
It’s actually cold here in San Antonio. Sunday was this: All you folks in Wyoming might think this looks nice, but clothes soaked with sweat in December is not nice. Look closely: everyone is dripping — Brian’s shorts are foaming at the knees. Not nice at all. (If I stand on my toes, my ankles almost reach the top [...]Liza
Eliot, Asa, and I were in Houston over the weekend at my in-laws, and the 84 degree December heat, and the not-quite-3-mile loops I ran for hours around Memorial Park took the blog right out of me. I managed to stay Whole30 throughout — minus a bit of wine Saturday night — even when cookies were forced on me by Asa’s grandmother. [...]Liza
I went to bed around 9pm and woke up ready to go at 1am. Dang. I’ve got 30 miles on the running schedule today and I’m thinking I’m not going to be all that peppy when 9am rolls around and I start running. Boo. Asa’s performing “De Colores” in a Dual Language Winter Showcase next Tuesday, so we’ve [...]Liza