Teeth, diners, and books…

Are there any other mammals that lose a set of teeth only to get another one?  Aren’t most other mammals born with their teeth?  What evolutionary purpose is served by having teeth painfully come in and break through your gums (its got to hurt, right?), only to lose those teeth later?  Jasper has a tooth that is making his life hell.  And, in return it’s throwing me some challenges as well.  Lots of lost sleep this week….LOTS.  This means lots of $4 lattes, because I feel the need to throw myself a pity party when I am sleep deprived and get expensive coffee to keep me awake at work.   And, maybe just maybe, I can blame the tooth for a crappy run today.

I got my 15 miler done, but it wasn’t pretty.  When you train for a long event, you start saying obnoxious things like “I only have to run 15 miles tomorrow.”  Since when is 15 miles a short jog?  I think most people consider anything over a mile insanely long.  I went into the run with this pompous attitude, and quickly was reminded that 76 degrees and humid at 530 am,  waking up 3 times to rock an angry little boy to sleep, and eating a light dinner the night before will make 15 miles feel like 30.  I got it done, but it was actually easier to run 22 the weekend before.

After that Jasper and I went out for breakfast, just the two of us.  We called Steve, who would have been nice to commiserate this morning’s run with, but alas, he remains in Tennessee.  I ate the vegan sausage breakfast plate, and Jasper only caused a few customers to flinch with his antics.  Super yummy breakfast, but $2.95 for a cup of regular coffee?  Ouch.  My plan was to then go to Book People and get something fluffy to read on our upcoming trip since when Jasper naps, I won’t be doing housework, and I can sit outside and enjoy the mountain air and read.   Didn’t happen though, Jasper had hit his limit.  He found a book he wanted, but blew up before I could get anything.  I love Amazon, looks like I’ll be placing an order.

One quick story and then my productivity must begin.  We saw a dad with his approx. 7 year old son as we were leaving the diner.  We exchanged greetings and the dad said they rode the train together from San Antonio and then were going to spend the day here swimming in Barton Springs.   They just looked so happy together, and I couldn’t think of a better sounding day.  Sometimes you see things that really make you feel good…


Adventures in yoga…

Ashtanga? Toddler yoga? No, just a nap attack.
Jasper and I both enjoy frozen yogurt after a hard day of toddler yoga….or just about any other occasion.

Two yoga classes this week.  Sunday I went to Ashtanga again.  I had done the 22 miler the day before and had that stiff but not quite sore feeling.  The painfully difficult class combined with the hot room made me feel much better.  I think heated yoga is the way to go after a long run, but Monday I was super sore and tired.   I’m going to keep at it though…I am determined to get better at this Ashtanga stuff.

Today was toddler yoga.  We used to go to baby yoga, but Jasper got too old for it, and toddler yoga was at the same time as one of his naps.  Now that he is on one nap, we could make it.  It wasn’t exactly the most challenging yoga, and I probably could have done the same thing in my living room, including having Jasper climbing on me…but he loved it, we sing cute songs, and it’s air conditioned.  It was 100 degrees today.  Too hot for playgrounds, and so far our indoor activities consist of the children’s museum, and a nearby bouncy gym, Kid and Play (is that the best name ever or what?)  So, now we add toddler yoga to the list….and getting frozen yogurt.