It's Saturday morning, and I am getting ready to go for one last run with my Mom. We walk for about 2 miles and then run two miles back. Some might call us joggers, but any exercise is welcome after all the crap I have eaten this week. Nothing busts a healthy diet like family dinners.
I had never been to Georgia before. I think at one point i was looking forward to surfing, hahahaha. I have never seen a surf so flat. I did float around on raft and burnt the crap out of my tummy. I did not get stung by a jellyfish, neither did I step on a stingray. All in all I think it was a good trip. Everyone is driving back today to miss traffic. I will be dropping down into Florida to pick up a friend to ride back with me tomorrow. Maybe I'll nap today because one thing is for sure, it is impossible to get sleep when vacationing with my family. There is always too much to DO!
I ran alone as usual this morning, now home from our Georgia vacation, missing you was paramount! But, I ran faster and easier this morning, no humidity! When I ran on Jekyll every pore dripped, when stretching after the run my cloths were as if I had gone for a swim, sweat dripping from my nose and chin.
ReplyDeleteBut this morning there was only a light glisten of moisture across my forehead, chest and shoulders no need to shower nor change cloths before breakfast.
~But I sure missed your pleasant easy stride beside me filled with conversation and mind jogging distractions. Alone, I contemplated my days chores and day dreamed about Georgia as I jogged around parked cars and trash cans. There were no peaceful ocean waves or balmy breezes only passing cars accompanied by the sound of construction and lawn mowers. A typical sunny California morning in suburbia.
Missing my family vacation, I jog-on!
I'm glad my conversation was distracting. That was the point! I have not run since the trip. In fact I only unpacked tonight. . . .however I did water ski on Saturday and I played soccer on Monday. So I've had some exercise. Tonight was supposed to be clean the apartment night, but I ended up on the phone, so it's still clean the apartment night. . . .but I will be up a little later than planned.
ReplyDeleteWhen I run through the city I imagine myself as a busy city woman, who wears sleek suits, and drinks red wine, and who has a very disciplined workout regimen. I basically play pretend to get myself motivated to workout. I am not sure what personality I would create if I ran through the suburbs. Let me know if you think of something!