Jasper and I are coming to the end of 7 days of just us. It was a mixed bag: he was pretty good, but didn’t take a single nap on my dime. We covered exactly 50 miles, 100% together. Today we did 13 miles together, 8 in the stroller and 5 on the treadmill. I pretty proud of my 50 mile week with a 3 year old in tow for each and every mile. We did the bounce house twice, the splash pad twice, and I worked my usual four days. Work totally blew this week, so a little down time would have been nice, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen. I ate a bazillion salads and lots of peanut butter. Jasper was super good on an emergency trip to buy new sunglasses when I left mine at the park and when I went back they were gone. They were Oakleys and I loved them. I splurged and replaced them with an exact duplicate. Today I had a massage scheduled and he went with me and was super, super good. I needed the massage…it hurt like h-e- double hockey sticks, but that’s how I can keep up doing mostly stroller runs. They totally tighten up your upper body. I watched tons of Big Love on HBO to go every night and I did yoga core most nights after Jasp went to bed. In other words, I think I managed pretty well.
My house didn’t get much attention and Pancake didn’t get as many walks as I would have liked. But something has always gotta give.
The treadmill, peanut butter, and the iPad were all my saving graces. Now if you’ll excuse me, a glass of wine and Chipolte await.
Coming up: hot yoga and a hill run without a stroller!!!!!