I love Mother's Day. Scott went all domestic on me and cleaned the house while I was out running this morning. Including doing laundry. He even scrubbed the bath tub! THAT is very unique, my friends.
AND, he took me out to dinner last night. In town. I know. We are craaaaazy. But it was excellent. And afterward we went to a martini bar. Yep. I told you we are craaaaazy. It was fun.
I took a picture of our martinis (must document special occasions like this!) but then accidentally dropped my iPhone in the toilet (I was not that drunk, I swear) so now I cannot retrieve the picture. Sorry. You'll have to take my word for it.
We paid the babysitter (in my opinion) an insane amount of money to watch Moana. After she left I told Scott I thought that the biggest obstacle to us going out more was that I have a hard time spending that much money for someone to watch Moana. I mean, come on. She is a little doll and is so much fun to play with. Scott and I agreed that the babysitter should pay us for the opportunity. (Maybe we actually were that drunk?)
Back to my phone. So now that it has been submerged in toilet water it has a mind of it's own. I've turned it off twice but it has turned itself back on both times. It busted out playing music last night at about 3AM. And while I was out running it started randomly calling people. Anyway, I apologize if you got a call from me today. I need to get to the ATT store to get them to shut the thing off (and, um, buy a new one). I have 3 athletes I need to talk to today too (and of course I need to call my mom!) so I'm going out to the store here in a bit. I'm going to consider my new phone a Mother's Day present to myself. Forget why I need a new one.
So I ran a 5K yesterday. Confirmed that I still suck at them. So that was a bummer. I had hopes/expectations that maybe I'd be able to pop off a decent one at least, but I could not. I am a different kind of athlete now. One who cannot go pop off a decent 5K even when otherwise I would say that my running is going fairly well. Still trying to find space for that in my head.
In good news, even though my 5K was slower than I've run in like 4 years, the fast runners did not show up so I won free Jamba Juice for a year. Shockingly, I placed 3rd in my age group. I love it when the fast people don't show up. (Last year I ran ~25 sec/mile faster and placed like 8th. Go figure.) Moana will be stoked about the Jamba Juice. She digs that place.
Our weather has been completely shitty all week. I know. Cry me a river. But you know what? It's HAWAII. And it's May. And I turned the heater on in my car yesterday afternoon. That is just wrong.
Today I ran much of the first 1/2 of my long jog into a 20+ mph headwind and driving rain. After a while I stopped trying to run around the deep puddles and just stepped right in them. Whatever. I was soaking wet anyway. I don't even have blisters. My feet are tough.
19.5 miles into my run this morning I was stopped at an intersection with a loooong light. I knew it was going to be 3-4 minutes before I'd have the opportunity to cross the street, and I was tired, so I just sat down right on the curb. I'm sure I was a sight to see. I just sat there and stared at the Burger King across the street and wondered if I looked pathetic enough for them to donate a Coke to my cause. I didn't actually try, but I was obsessed with the desire to drink Coke the rest of the way home.
Ok, I need to go get a new phone now.