I took a week of forced rest from most everything. (Is anyone really surprised I was sick in bed all week after my last post?) Rest is so hard for me! I know it was much needed, though, because I'm still recovering.
My family is on a beach vacation this week, and Ty and I snuck over for the weekend. While I knew my long run wasn't happening, I felt good enough to do two miles down the beach and two miles back.
The view was splendid. My feet were so happy to get moving after a week of rest.
The following day, this guy came with me.
Matching shoes!
This was the view from the condo. If pictures could speak, you'd hear this one calling my name.
That's right. That glassy water was the perfect greeting after our beach run. It made me miss my very short triathlon career! Cross training is so fun! Sadly, I don't have a Gulf in my backyard. But one of these days I'll get back to road-biking.
There were some other happy things going on, too! And you can bet these little feet kept moving all weekend!
Noodle fights!
Sandcastles!
And now that we're home...
Some happy paws.
The end.
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