I took Friday and Monday off work to head up to my parents' in the north San Francisco Bay Area. The main reason for going was the attend a 90th birthday party for my uncle's mother-in-law. Louise is therefore, no direct relation to me, but she's the closest thing I have to grandmother right now. She was doing pretty well at Christmas, but has definitely gone downhill since she broke a hip earlier this year. It was hard to see her like that since she has always been so sharp and full of life.
It was a great time, however. Naturally, there were plenty of people on my aunt's side of the family there. I hadn't seen most of them for a year or two, so it was good to see them and chat a bit. A good time was had by all.
And I got some running in, too, while I was up there. There's a walking trail around a man made lake. It's been there for as long as I can remember. It's a 3.7 mile loop. We've walked it for years, and I've ridden my bike around it plenty of times. But I've always wanted to run it. I don't know why, but I have. I tried once in college, but I wasn't running regularly, so I may have made it half way. Saturday after the party, we went home so I could change clothes, then hit the lake. Mom and Dad walked it, and I ran. After I completed, I turned around and run until I caught up to them, so all told I got in at least 4 miles on Saturday. If I realized I was going to do it Saturday afternoon (I was thinking more Sunday after church), I probably wouldn't have started grazing the buffet again about half an hour before we left, but I made it. I know it isn't much, at least on the running blogs I read, but I really feel accomplished.
Sunday, we went out to a redwood forest and did some walking. Don't get me wrong, I love so much about living in Southern California. But I wish we had redwoods closer. They smell so wonderful, and they are always so quiet. Being desert, we just don't have trees that compare here.
Monday, I stopped and had lunch with Donald, as usual. He seems very interested in joining me in a future mud run. Hopefully, I can talk him into it. Have you figured out I am slightly addicted to these things after only one?
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