Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Oh, and on her wrist is the remains of a balloon turtle, most of which she had popped on her way home after dinner. It's not a green growth.
With all the post-dinner trike excitement, bedtime got pushed back a bit, and it was 8:15 before I found a window of opportunity to go run. I thought about just doing the standard 2 miler in order to be back sooner, but then I figured, "It's already nearly dark, may as well just do the 3 miles and finish up in the dark." So, that's what I did. It's not that running at that time is such a bad deal, it's just that by the time I run and shower, it's pretty much time for me to be thinking about bed, so I feel as though I don't have any evening.
Maybe one of these mornings I'll have to suck it up and aim for an o'dark thirty run and get it done before the sun rises. It's just that since I haven't had a full night's sleep in 2 months, mornings are not my bright and shiny motivated time of day. Still, it might be worth it. We'll see if I can work myself up to that sometime.