Friday started off with a treadmill run and it felt like my eyes didn’t even open up until I hit mile 3. I ended up with 7.63 miles in 60 minutes and jumped off the treadmill as fast as possible to get ready for a day spent in Salt Lake City with all of my siblings, parents and some extended family members too.
Brooke got a new purple coat that I am pretty excited about.
Me and my main squeeze.
My brother says that he can’t physically resist shaking a tree covered in snow. The temptation is just to great for him and I ended up with an inch of snow on my head.
He also can’t be out in the snow without a snowball fight.
For lunch we went to one of my favorites. This place specializes in rolls (with the best honey butter) the size of Brooke’s head.
My meal (Brooke stole all of my broccoli and frosting from my cake… good thing she is cute) along with two rolls that were gone so fast that I couldn’t even get a picture of them.
Tradition #20 was walking around Salt Lake City to see all of the sights.
By the end we were frozen (ps you really need to go see the movie Frozen, you will laugh and cry and laugh again).
The coolest pond you will ever find.
Rachelle organized a Christmas run for a big group of Utah Country runners this morning. Back to my favorite sport of running outside with other human beings and catching up on their lives since it seems like we all went into treadmill hibernation since winter came along.
I hope your Saturday is perfect.