I did my PT exercises BEFORE the run, and they sure woke up my glutes for climbing the hills on the run.
We don’t have a light in our closet, so I’m going to blame that on my mismatched socks;)
Such a gorgeous morning with the crew.
We ended up cutting the run shorter than planned, so I jumped on the Peloton for a 20-minute ride a bit later.
That yellow star means a PR! A pr on the bike hasn’t happened for me in ages… maybe it’s because my glutes were actually working and helping. I’m already feeling such a big difference with the exercises I’m doing.
Just the two of us for a few hours yesterday.
His preferred sitting method in a cart:
Beck napped, and then it was just me and Skye.
The kids got in their running…
And then Brooke had a scrimmage against a boy’s team at the prettiest park ever.
The crockpot will continue to keep us fed this month when the afternoons are too busy to cook. Chicken Cream Cheese Chili and cornbread.
Let’s move on to just a few tangents!
*Back to making this salad again to have in the fridge for the week.
*We went and saw some of the snow melt off coming from the canyon… it has formed a small river in a park, and the kids and Beretta loved playing in it.
*We had a scary experience while we were there. At this particular park, dogs must be on leashes (there are signs everywhere, along with a police # to call if they aren’t). We were walking around it when a group of 5/6 dogs ran straight to the kids. A dog about Beck’s height went right into Beck’s face and started growling and barking at Beck… we ran over to Beck, and he was terrified. The owners did nothing to have their dogs return to them and were giggling over the situation as we were frantic over Beck. We asked them to please put their dogs on leashes, but they refused and then gave us some fingers and words… I told them I was going to have a third party be involved. I got on my phone and called dispatch, and she came right at me with a metal dog bowl swinging for my head with it. It was terrifying. She didn’t hit me, and there were plenty of witnesses but goodness, it was so scary. Luckily, everyone was okay, but I think Beck will be afraid of dogs other than Beretta for a bit.
*If you are having a hard time getting out the door for a run, remind yourself that you are just one run away from a better mood.
Anyone else have a scaryish experience happen to them recently?
Do you tend to eat the same thing for lunch most days or switch it up?
Favorite thing to make in the crockpot?
Anyone have a kid afraid of dogs? What did you do to help them?