Seeking a better country...

Today was my son's 16th birthday.  After dinner, we decided to go see Thor.  It wasn't as good as the first one, and worse than all the avengers movies.  Still, it was watchable, just not all that good, you know?  So anyway, afterward, I had the kids drive home and I ran home.  My wardrobe consisted of crocs, jeans, golf shirt, and a pullover.  It was a nice night, and by 11 pm, Parrish Lane traffic is pretty light.  I was hoping to get stopped by a cop for behaving in a suspicious manner, but nobody seemed to notice.

9 am.  I met my sis for a run on elephant rock trail.  We went up for 52 minutes of running, then came back the same way.  I don't really like the north canyon side anyway, and she didn't want to run on the blvd to get back to our cars.  The out and back was just fine.  I noticed it was much easier coming down than going up.  Brilliant, I know.  This run demonstrated that while I haven't stopped running, I have stopped working out.  I was working pretty hard to keep up with her on the climb.  I shouldn't have let her go first, I guess, but it seemed appropriate to defer to age.

We discussed at length 7 of our 11 kids.  Just the babies didn't get any play.  I guess if you are under 10 you are boring.  Total time on the trail was right on 2 hours.  Neither of us had a gps, so the mileage is an educated guess.  

2 w/ the girls, then 3+ to pick up the broken truck.

2 w/ the girls.  We held hands.