Wearing a shirt is for losers!
Of course, this wouldn't be a running blog if I didn't talk about my run first. After my bonk of the month run I took an extra day off and set out to run what ended up being 15 miles on Sunday. I had complained about the run many times on Twitter, saying that the elevation was likely going to kill me and I was holding my breath as training. But, truth be told, the elevation usually doesn't bother me because it is generally dry and cool way up high. Either that, or my brain normally functions on less power than the average brain so I didn't have that much brain power to lose?
Fortunately, I was right. The 30+ degree cooler temps and almost non existent humidity made for an amazing run. I ran along a path that weaved through forest and went along one of the main highways. The run was hilly for sure and my legs were actually a bit sore for the rest of the day, but it was a solid 15 miles that made me remember why I run in the first place. To scare old people shirtless while huffing and puffing within 6" of them.
I just KNOW that Yogi Bear is on the other side of that sign wanting to touch my picnic basket
The hill country of Arizona is actually really pretty. Only a 3 hour short drive takes you from sand, to a cactus "forest", to an honest to goodness pine forest that gets real live snow! We stayed in a relative's cabin that was actually in a development of sorts. When I think cabin I think.....lake cabin with muddy water and leaches. Instead, in AZ they have rock front yards and little toolsheds in the back where the murderers hide until night.
The cabins in the development
If you look between the cabins you can see the barren forest left behind from a forest fire 10 years ago
Of course as I've come to find out, with a toddler, vacations are no longer filled with lounging around with mai thais in hand. Instead, they are full of activities, snacks, the occasional melt down because daddy wouldn't let me play with the extension cord, and lots of snacks. Fortunately, the owners of the cabin that we were staying in also have kids so there were lots of toys to play with and things to explore.
Who needs batteries when you have DAD power!?
Dad power is hard on dad's back
Playing doctor. I think the diagnosis is that he has a full fledged case of busy body.