Slow start Saturday

This morning I lay in my bed feeling too groggy to get out of bed. The baseball schedule was game free – a rare occurrence for Saturdays. The boys were sleeping soundly. It was the perfect opportunity to get out for a run. I probably could have stole away for a long run even.

The sky was gray. It wasn’t very motivating for my native California mindset. Somehow I managed to drag my body down the stairs for a cup of coffee. I was off to a slow start.

Although it didn’t do much for the weather, the coffee did its job of perking me up. Within a short period of time I was out pounding the pavement for 4 short, easy and overdue miles. I was supposed to run them on Friday.

I returned home and immediately began obsessing over a little tidying up for DD and his girlfriend’s visit. Actually, it was more than “tidying.” I vacuumed, cleaned counters, washed dishes, and began a load of laundry. I quickly ate a banana and a teaspoon of peanut butter and ran upstairs to shower before our guests arrived.

I was barely out of the shower when DD and a beautiful, dark haired girl stepped foot in our home. Her name was Natasha. It was odd for her to be coming to meet me and not Tom too. Odd and sad.

The boys, as always, get the bulk of DD’s attention. This was true even when Tom was around. In no time, the basketballs were flying. BoBo whooped them all in a game of “around the world.” YaYa shot with amazing accuracy for having his dominant hand in a cast. From basketball, they moved to football.

After a while DD asked if I wanted to run. He said that he and Tash just wanted to hang out with the boys. I hesitated, but not for long. Then I changed and was off to the open space for my Sunday long run (on Saturday).

The sun was slow to come out, but by this point in the day the gloom had burned off. My day might have been slow to start, but it turned out to be a beautiful day after all. A glorious day for lots of running.