Truly this has been a pretty busy and pretty big spring and summer for us starting with Mr. Helen's 60th birthday, then followed by Little Helen's wedding and our vacation. I guess I've just been busy living life instead of writing about it. A bad pen pal these days.
I promise I am putting together a vacation post but as a preview I can tell you I had a life lesson reinforced while I was there and I lost my usual 4 vacation pounds. It's so crazy to me that this happens every time I go on vacation! I'm sure they will find their way back but since I'm back to not weighing myself I won't even know.
In the meantime let me share a little story with you. As usual I went on vacation with no plans to exercise set in stone. Yet, every single day except one I couldn't resist walking on the beach or the pathway, it was just so pretty. I also think I was finally relaxing after the weeks of disruption from all the big events in my life this year and my body began to crave movement. I thought of you and your TX heat every single day Shelley, because I wasn't forcing myself to get up at 4 am so by the time I got out it was generally after 8 am and the sun was beating down and it was h-o-t. Here's to
|Sunrise, 6:15-6:20 am, August 9, 2015, Nags Head, NC|
Anyway, as I was off and running (pre-dawn) yesterday morning, a truck with both windows rolled all the way down went down the street but had to stop at the stoplight. Sometimes I am filled with dread because that's exactly when unwanted cat calls or wolf whistles or other remarks are made.
As I ran up to the vehicle and then by it, I heard:
Passenger 1: Here comes that runner.Now that's the way to talk "to" a runner - have a conversation with your passenger. Yeah, that powered me through the rest of the run.
Passenger 2: Damn, look at her go!
Passenger 1: Man she's working that hill.
Passenger 2: We are sloths.