Father's Day

So, I bought a notebook to use as sort of a fitness journal, but then took pen to paper and remembered how awful my handwriting has gotten (thanks a lot, career with so much typing) and decided to stick with this.

I told Hubs last night that I was going to run, and then go for a bike ride. He said he would ride with me (we are "training" for the MS150 that's coming up on June 28-29).  I finally rolled out of bed at 9:00 (oh, glorious comfortable bed). I went downstairs, got two hard boiled eggs, the salt, and a big glass (16+ oz) of water, and then went upstairs to the eldest son's room, where he and the youngest son were playing some vigilante video game. We talked about the eldest son's day yesterday, and I told the youngest the he was riding his bike with me on my run.  Much bitching and moaning ensued.

We took off, and I started out pretty slow (not a big morning runner).  By mile three, started to warm up and hit the groove, as per usual.  Went four, had fun talks with the youngest, got home and sucked down a Nuun Strawberry Lemonade electrolyte ("sports drink") tablet with another glass of water, and prepared for the bike ride.

Hubs was dressed and ready to go to Boulder (to see folks for Father's Day) and I was surprised - thought he was going to ride with. Talked him into changing, and coming with me - and shockingly, he didn't complain about going the whole way (Big Dry Creek Trail, from where we pick it up, only goes about 10 miles out, then 10 miles back, for an almost 20 mile ride, that takes 1.5 hours, give or take).  The ride was AMAZING.  I was marveling at how great I felt.  Stopped at mile eight for a Clif Shot (cherry chocolate with caffeine) and water, because I was starting to feel less amazing, and more fatigued. The weather was perfect - 70s and breezy.  There were a lot of people out - riding, running, walking.  It was really great.

Got home, made sandwiches (great Cajun turkey deli meat from yesterday's trip to RAM OffRoad Park for the Dirt Riot), jumped in the shower, and went to Dad's house. Helped them do some cleaning minutia, then went to Moe's for dinner, as their house was being shown.  Good BBQ! DQ was right next door (the one I worked at decades ago) and we went there for dessert.

A fabulous day!