Long Distance Diva
Is it really Sunday already? I’ve had such a productive weekend, it’s hard to believe it’s over before Ive even had a chance to relax.
This weekend I did the following things:
- Watched the hubs run a 10K.
- Watched the hubs landscape that old weed bed in front of our house.
- Watched the hubs seal and caulk the backsplash.
- Baked crunchy granola.
I’ll tell ya, it’s exhausting having to supervise everything.
I will be sharing how we accomplished each of these things throughout the week.
First up, the 10K. (That means 10 kilometers for all you lame-o non-runners. Like me.)
Last week I found this sitting on my counter:
Kinda cheesy, but it must have worked since the hubs told me he had signed up.
Now I am not a runner. Not in the slightest. I think I could make it about half a mile before collapsing in a worthless heap on the pavement.
But the hubs? Well, considering he’s been in the military for over 10 years, he might know how to run a little.
But distance running has definitely never been his strongest sport, and he’d never before signed up for an organized race.
So being the supportive wife that I am, I got my butt out of bed at 6:00 on Saturday morning to come cheer him on.
I even got to pin on his number.
I might have almost pierced his nipple.
But that’s beside the point.
You know what I discovered?
I like runners.
They’re phenomenal, friendly, and driven people.
Her dog’s name is Hero. Kinda fitting, don’t you think?
Here were all these people from different walks of life gathering together to run – of all things – during a time when I would just be contemplating getting out of bed.
Look at ’em go!
Looks like way too much work for me.
But apparently it wasn’t for them…
Or even them.
Looks like the hubs was having a good time, too.
Several eye-opening thoughts went through my head while watching all those hard-working, charitable people run past me that morning.
1) I need a wide-angle camera lens.
2) I need coffee.
3) I think I just sat on a cigarette butt.
4) Is Target open yet?
5) I did sit on a cigarette butt.
6) It would suck if it starts raining. For me. And my camera.
7) If I go get coffee, will I be back in time to see hubs cross the finish line?
8) That really doesn’t matter because I need coffee.
So I went and got some coffee. The runners didn’t judge me.
By the way, it turns out I did make it back in time to see him cross the finish line.
That’s just the kind of person I am.
So what did you do this weekend?