It has taken me two weeks to get my running back up to where it was before vacations and a cold. I try to run 3 days a week and then I try to do something else on the other 3 days - I have been riding Hannah's bike or going on a walk, and I am thinking about swimming. So my mile times last week were over 10 minutes, but this morning I ran my 3 miles in 29 minutes - so my mile time is 9 minutes 20 seconds. Yeah for me!
One day last week I grabbed a pair of Hannah's socks, and they really hurt my poor foot. I usually wear little ankle length, smooth cotton-blend socks, but Hannah has some cotton socks with little loops inside, like terrycloth. Those little loops rubbed my instep something terrible, and when I made it back home I had to take off my shoes and do my cool down walk bare foot. Ouch. My blister is feeling better this week.
I feel rather silly riding Hannah's bike around the neighborhood. The thing about living in military housing is that you not only know your immediate neighbors, but you know people all around the neighborhood. So someone you know is sure to see you out exercising. Yesterday the bishop was heading to work as I was wheeling Hannah's bike out. Nathan let me wear his bike shorts to cushion my bum, and seeing the bishop early in the morning while wearing bike shorts is a wee bit embarrassing. Oh well. It was a nice bike ride, though all these hills make it more of a workout than I had imagined. I am getting good at shifting gears.
ps - Mom, the poem is one I got from you. I don't know who wrote it, but I think you had it with an illustration of an umbrella with only little rain boots showing underneath.