Just keep running...just keep running....

We seem to be staying busy lately. I've started going to a stroller boot camp every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning. And let me tell ya, those other moms are crazy. They're all basically in awesome shape and could probably run a marathon tomorrow if they wanted. So as you can probably guess, I'm usually in the back of the group especially when it comes to running. I've never been good at endurance running and this class pushes that a lot. For example...on Wednesday the class was held at the Greenbelt. I arrived a few minutes late and when I got there they were all starting to jog. Which is a normal thing for the beginning of most of our classes. I heard someone say that we were jogging to a park. I started out great and kept up with everyone but after about a mile we started to separate a little bit. Most were in front of me and a few people were behind me. This jog/walk went on for forever! I kept telling myself, okay we must be stopping soon. Turns out the whole hour long class was jogging. And to make matters worse...I got lost. We jogged to a park about 1.5 miles from our starting point. It was really pretty with lots of trees and streams. I assumed we were all meeting up there. But I couldn't find anyone. I got to a point were there was a right or left turn. I had no idea were I was going so I decided to turn around and back track to our starting point (already 2 miles away by now). Turns out that it was all a loop and I ended up looping around the park twice which added about 20 minutes extra. I ended up coming back to that same right and left turn and finally realized that I had been there before. Anyways...yes, I finally made it back to my car. With very sore legs. And a grumpy child (although I came prepared with crackers which kept Channing mostly happy). If anyone asks me on Friday what happened I'm just gonna tell them that I thought the run was too short and decided to loop around the park an extra time. (Hah!)

At one point during the loop around the park there were these huge sprinklers that you had to dodge. I didn't time one quite right and Channing and I got totally soaked. I thought it felt great. But I don't think Channing thought so.

He got sprayed right in the face! Sorry Channing!

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