That isn’t anger towards the sun.. just Abigail’s coloring skills. Which are awesome.
I’ve been hibernating-ish. I kind of forgot about this part of living here. We had been skipping footloose and fancy free through December and most of January rain-free. It was amazing. Now we’ve had over 8 inches of rain in a three day period.
I saw a post on Facebook this week. It had a picture of an elegant runner crunching through the snow with the caption, “There is no such thing as a bad training day.”
Um. Yes there is. If your training requires you to push a toddler in hurricane conditions. Humph.
So my running log was accumulating way too many empty days, which makes me feel all cooped up and stir crazy.
Oh hello there, old pal.
“Forget the yoga, Floofer needs a walk.” Hank
You really have to push through the rainy wall. It takes a couple of weeks of mental workouts. “I will leave the house. I will not become a hermit.”
Well, thanks for the inspiration daily calendar.
My soul must be shriveling up.
Part of this plan of being sunshiny no matter the weather includes inviting a special guest for dinner.
But in all seriousness, I do wish she could come to dinner. My friend, Gretchen, and I made Ina’s (we’re on a first name basis) pizza dough a week or so ago. I keep dreaming about it so I’m making it again — even though I don’t have a mixer with a dough hook so I mixed this all by hand, baby. Good thing I did yoga today.
Yes. Yes that is NKOTB. Don’t judge me.
Happy D-3 Season, Pacific Northwesterners!