Can you say I.C.Y.?
The foot of snow we got on Wednesday was enough, but we’ve have some pretty nice 50 degree days, which = melting. Not bad, but then the temps have been dropping down in the 20’s at night, which = freezing. Put that together and we get one icy, crazy 10 mile run this morning. Running on ice changes my entire form and throws me off – especially for the first few runs. The girls and I had some great spots and a clear path on the rail trail and then some parts that were so bad we just “skated” through them, bracing ourselves to not fall. By mile 9, I looked at Jill and said “my ass hurts”. I came home, showered, took some ibuprophen and pulled on my Aspaeris compression shorts. They are definitely what my glutes and hamstrings need after this morning’s challenge of a run.
After the run, I went in the woods with the kids and my brother-in-law to cut down a Christmas Tree. You see, we are lucky like that. My in-laws own the land across the street and fortunately there is a pretty good selection of trees over there free for the cutting. Well, for us anyway. In all honesty, Wade cut the trees down and I hung out with the kids and took pictures. (Thank you, Wade!).
The tree isn’t perfect, but I love trees with character. (and free)
I have some incredible news to share with you all. On Friday I found out that I was selected to be one of the newest FitFluential Ambassadors.
Just in case you don’t know what FitFluential is, it’s a growing family of fitness fanatics spreading a positive healthy message year-round.
I cannot wait to see where this new road leads me.
And (while not as exciting as the FitFluential news) but still cool, I received my winnings from Running Diva Mom on Wednesday.
Hint Water is actually pretty tasty. It doesn't have a strong flavor to it at all, which I like. I do have to say, it tastes way better when ice cold. My favorite was the Pomegranate Tangerine. Too bad it's not sold locally.
Can you believe it’s Sunday night already? While I love sitting down watching the Patriots with the husband, I am dreading going back to school tomorrow. Is it sad that I’ve counted out how many days we have until summer? 117 more days. Pathetic. I know.