Don't worry, I wore a hat. I consider that a favor to all of humanity.
Caroline was at a birthday party/sleepover this morning, so I figured it would be wise for me to use this free time to get in a few miles. Because who doesn't like to get up at 6am on a Sunday morning? In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have chosen twelve miles, which proved to be a bit too ambitious for my tired old legs. Eight to ten miles would have been more reasonable, considering how little I've been able to run this summer. But, I've never claimed to be a genius; so twelve it was.
It wasn't the prettiest sight, I confess. But, I did it. I didn't stop, I didn't cry and I didn't fall flat on my face, so I consider that a successful run.
And now I'm tired. And spending some quality time with my foam roller.
I'd take a nap, but I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately. A mid-day nap would only make night time sleep even more elusive. The good news is that Caroline and her slumber party mates stayed up until 1 am last night. Now I have a great excuse to get Caroline into bed early. And by early, I mean before 10. That kid is never tired. And even if she is, she won't admit it, nor will it show in her behavior. Some kids totally melt down when they're tired; Caroline remains as even keeled as ever. In fact, the only time Caroline ever gets crabby is when she's hungry, which doesn't surprise me because both Craig and I are the same way.
Besides my running pursuits this morning, I can safely say that not much else will be happening today. So, before I hit publish and go downstairs and see the Play Doh treats Caroline and her friends are creating for me, let me take a minute to ask you a question.
When you see this bottle of nail polish, all light pink and sparkly and girly, what would you think this specific polish is named?