Well, on Sunday when I saw him I didn't quite know what to do. I was in my running clothes, and not my loose running clothes, there was no where for me to hide, so I had to stop and say hello. I am over my creepy feelings about him now and like talking to him again, but I am not comfortable in my tight running pants talking to anyone. Running is one thing, talking . . . ugh. Thankfully we kept it short and I turned around and went home.
|Here I am in my running clothes|
|My very limited camera view of the action on my street.|
I have looked at the Skagt Valley paper online to see if there was any mention of what happened, but there wasn't. (I miss getting the paper, but I only read it about once a week, so then it piled up in my house. I realize that I could just get the Sunday paper, but I think what would be the purpose of that, sometimes I want to read it in the middle of the week.)
Have I mentioned that we have had issues on our street before? We've had at least 2 drug busts directly across the street from our house, and 2 shootings a couple blocks up from our house in the 5 years we have lived here.
Anyway, I finished my run and limped my way inside. It was after my run that I decided to go buy some epsom salts and take a bath. I love baths, I would take one at least weekly, if not more, however, my hot water tank does not hold enough hot water to fill our bathtub. In order for me to take a bath, I have to boil some water, then pour it into the tub. Then boil more water to have someone else pour into the tub about halfway through my bath. It's kinda a pain in the butt. Anyway, I grabbed my wine and my book and enjoyed my first bath in probably a year and a half. Afterwards I was still sore, but I felt a little better. Yesterday my back wasn't so sore, but my shoulders and legs were, today I'm doing much better.
April sent me a message yesterday saying she ran early in the morning and did some weight training, she's going to take today off. I took yesterday off, so am going to run this evening and do the crunches, pushups, and kettle bell again. I'm debating on whether I want to run 5 miles or just 4, I'm leaning toward 5. Tomorrow is zumba and then this weekend I want to run 7 miles. That will be my longest run to date but I thought last week's 6 miler went really well, so I think I could do another mile . . . or I may just die. =)
*29 days till Disneyland!