I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Father’s Day
Another good good day. Eliot’s back pain wasn’t too bad, so we were able to go to the Botanical Gardens and feed some ducks. One almost took off Asa’s finger, but happily, he left with ten. It was flipping hot, but I think we’ve finally acclimatized to the heat after almost five years here. Time to move, so I can complain about something else, I guess.
I ran an hour today with only soreness and I’ve been cleared for two hours tomorrow. Can’t wait. I am a much nicer, kinder, compassionate, patient, good-humored, and fun person when I’m running.
Hope you all had a wonderful Father’s Day too.
Asa news: I left the mini banana muffins I made too close to the edge of the counter and Asa, aka raccoon boy, quietly and quickly stuffed his cheeks before I noticed.