I set out to do it Saturday. I got up, geared up, and had some oatmeal. Something just didn't feel right. Rather than heading out, I grabbed a cup of coffee and postponed the run. I went about my day, I shopped from Diva's birthday and helped my in laws with a graduation party. The feeling from earlier got worse. I later realize that I was have some sort of anxiety attack. I decided to go bed as I was not being productive. I was in bed before the kids at 7:45.
The sleep worked and whatever I was fretting about disappeared. I got up, geared up, and had a light breakfast. This time I hit the bricks with a mapped out run and 16 miles on the brain. I left my phone and I didn't bring cab fare. I was going to get home using only my two feet.
It wasn't hard to be outside. The hell-like temps and humidity from the previous week were gone. It was a PERFECT day for a long run. Sunny and breezy with temps in the 70's. It felt like a Fall day. That didn't bother me one bit as it was nice to be out there.
I ran and I ran and I ran. I ran some hills, I walked some hills (I had no clue Minneapolis could be so hilly!!). I felt great. UNTIL...(cue evil foreshadowing music) I dropped and killed Chubby Hubby's iPod.
|Bus 1, iPod 0|
I watched in slow motion as a bus hit his iPod. His parting words to me that morning were "Don't lose my iPod". I felt horrible because I know how much he uses it. I picked up the carcass and shoved it in to my water bag and continued my run home. All the way home I thought of ways to gently tell him I killed his iPod. He was never going to believe that a bus ran over it. I think this kind of stuff only happens to me.
I got home and was greeted by a smiley Chubby Hubby. He asked about my run and said "I brought you some pancakes". **GULP** I responed "I killed your iPod". The smile quickly faded. After a couple "I told you sos" and "Why didn't you use your own damned Shuffle" comments. He was fine. However, he did proclaim that this incident would lift the ban on a HD TV in this house (we have 2 older TVs that work just fine but they are older than dirt). *SIGH* Although we cannot enjoy listening to Barbie Girl on his Nano anymore, It is safely backed up on our computer and external hard drive.
I did finish the 16 mile run in 3:30 minutes. I felt great despite the iPod mishap. I was a great confidence booster to run more than half of the race.
Yesterday, Diva turned 3 years old. I know I say this all the time, but I am amazed at how fast time flies. We had our friends come over for dinner and had even more cake. The hot gift this year was anything Dora. She is a Dora fanatic. She kept reminding me that it was also Dora's birthday yesterday. So on the night of her 3rd birthday, she threw away her Nuk (don't judge me, yes...she had a nuk until she was 3), and went to bed with her new Dora doll. This event marks the end of birthday mania in our house. It is now time to burn off all the cake!
|Diva with her birthday loot. She was not having any part of me combing her hair for photos.|