For the first time in years (literally--no exaggeration), I went a whole weekend and DIDN'T GO RUNNING.
Can you believe that?
I've got to say... I'm kind of loving not being on a strict training plan right now. Saturday, I woke up without an alarm (at 8, incidentally) and went to the Farmer's Market, the library, and grocery store. While David watched the Mizzou vs. K-State game, I went for a lovely long swim. (I think it's a smart plan for me to abdicate the house when our alma maters are playing each other, don't you?) Then I came home and cooked.
I forgot how much I love to cook. It's easy to forget fun stuff after and ice bath.
So I made two kinds of soup and french bread. I also cooked up some pork chops for a scrumptious dinner.
I swear, David acted like I had just learned to cook.
Anyway, I also had the energy for a girls' night with my darling Jess.
Sunday was also as glorious...more baking (getting ahead for holiday baking and freezing) and then actually cleaning my disaster of a kitchen :)
I also got to go BIKE SHOPPING, on a bike ride, to church, and do some reading.
It might have been the best, most relaxing weekend in a long time. Maybe it's because we haven't been in town for a whole weekend in, horrifyingly, MONTHS, but it was still lovely. It makes me wonder whether training for a marathon is all it's cracked up to be...