On Friday, after another farewell luncheon, we were giving permission to leave early. I didn’t waste anytime wrapping things up at the office but unfortunately, I didn’t have enough time get my weekend long run in — which is too bad because it just isn’t happening today. Nonetheless, I did have time for a shorter trail run. I was off to the ranch in a hurry.
Look behind me. Doesn’t that look glorious? I am always awestruck by the beauty of this place. Every time I come here to run, I feel so blessed. I love it!
Minutes after arriving at the park, I did a quicko-chango and set my ponytail a-swinging. I ran to the soundtrack for We Are Marshall. The instrumental arrangement allows one to take in the scenery and let the mind wander at will. As I ran up the hill in switchback fashion, I took note of the many blessings in my life.
After my run, I hung out with at the field with the other football parents — as I have done every day this week — even though I have decided to have YaYa skip this year to insure his humerus heals completely. At the end of the day, it is nice to unwind and chit-chat a while with the others.
On Saturday, we drove to the city to see my cousin Jake take the stage at a festival celebrating Filipino culture. My cousin was thrilled to hear us hootin’ and hollering for him as each song finished. We all hung out afterwards, eating delicious food, seeing the sights, and allowing Jake to educate us all on the side of the family that still resides in Guam.
