Well, here we are, picking out the perfect pumpkins to decorate our lovely home. The boys were so very excited about the 'pumpkin patch'. (Really just an older couple set up in the parking lot of the grocery store with their RV. No actual patch to walk though... but they did set up nice little picture taking opportunities all over the place.) Eli picked two mini pumpkins, Daddy picked the big one, Kaj got dibs on a nice little one, and of course I mostly just manned the camera.
The weather has been so utterly beautiful here, though perhaps a bit cold in the mornings. Lousy cold and damp this morning for my 16 mile run. Every Saturday morning that I get up early to basically torture myself by running about three mile further than my body wants me to go, I think... My God I must really have lost it. This is the value of training for marathons in groups. My teammates are keeping me honest. With six weeks left the end is in sight, so if I can just keep from injuring myself...
St. Jude Marathon here I come!
I don't mean to sound down about the training, because it really is going well. I'm getting really excited about the race. I'm just a little worried about my left leg... it's stiffened up alarmingly. Perhaps a good night's sleep will do the trick. And no running tommorrow. Sixteen miles is enough for this weekend I think.
Well, here we are, picking out the perfect pumpkins to decorate our lovely home. The boys were so very excited about the 'pumpkin patch'. (Really just an older couple set up in the parking lot of the grocery store with their RV. No actual patch to walk though... but they did set up nice little picture taking opportunities all over the place.) Eli picked two mini pumpkins, Daddy picked the big one, Kaj got dibs on a nice little one, and of course I mostly just manned the camera.
The weather has been so utterly beautiful here, though perhaps a bit cold in the mornings. Lousy cold and damp this morning for my 16 mile run. Every Saturday morning that I get up early to basically torture myself by running about three mile further than my body wants me to go, I think... My God I must really have lost it. This is the value of training for marathons in groups. My teammates are keeping me honest. With six weeks left the end is in sight, so if I can just keep from injuring myself... 
I don't mean to sound down about the training, because it really is going well. I'm getting really excited about the race. I'm just a little worried about my left leg... it's stiffened up alarmingly. Perhaps a good night's sleep will do the trick. And no running tommorrow. Sixteen miles is enough for this weekend I think.
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