Will Run for Sugar

When I woke up this morning, I wasn't feeling a deep level of motivation for leaving the house (or my bed for that matter). It was gloomy and chilly outside with a stiff wind, so going outside seemed like an awful idea from my vantage point of sitting by the fire inside with a warm toddler on my lap. However, the dog requires at least a spin around the neighborhood to be a good dog, so we went for a windy 2 mile jaunt.

After we got back inside, I did something I've never done before when I've been alone with the kid: I fell asleep on the couch while she was watching a Wiggles episode. I woke up with her face about 2 inches from mine and her finger about a quarter of an inch from my eyeball. She thought "napping Mommy" was hilarious, so I kept closing my eyes and pretending to sleep and that was a fun game for at least 15 minutes. If you were wondering, sleeping Mommies need their toddlers to stand above them and then dive bomb hug attack them. It's both cute and painful.

After my brief couch siesta, I felt good enough to do 3 more miles on the treadmill during nap time. I stopped at 3 because I had plans to meet people for one of the greatest running ideas I've ever heard: a Rita's run. We would meet at a Rita's, run 3-5 miles, and then eat Rita's. I had just been thinking about Rita's yesterday, so this was perfect.

I never run in the afternoon, so Faith didn't know what was going on when I got out the stroller after her nap time.

I don't know why Mommy is interrupting my reading time

The drive to Rita's was pretty bad because we had to go over a big bridge during rush hour, but Faith was a trooper.

Eeyore says that we'll probably never get there 

Once we got there, Faith saw where we were and she got pretty excited.

RITA'S!!!

Since the Rita's was over by Solomon's Island, it was even windier there. We decided to only do 3 miles because of the weather. A huge perk of running with other women is that you're probably not the only one who needs to take a bathroom break during a 3 mile run. Faith was disgusted at me for not being able to hold it, or at least that's what her facial expression told me.

OMG Mommy, just get a diaper already.

The last mile was into a pretty strong headwind, so I was exhausted by the time we got back to Rita's. Thankfully there was sugar of so many varieties waiting for me.

Let me out. Let me out.  LET ME OUT.

Faith hadn't made a peep during the whole 3.3 mile run, so I held up my side of the promise and got her a kid's size ice and got myself a gelati (ice layered with frozen custard). I took it all to go because it was too cold to dig in right away, plus Faith hadn't had dinner yet and I knew that a cup of sugar wouldn't result in her eating any actual food at dinner.

The lesson of today is that sugar is an awesome motivator for working out. If I hadn't had that run scheduled for today, I probably would have stayed on the couch amusing the kid with my fatigue.


How do you feel about eating Italian ice with frozen custard? My husband says that it's gross, but I think it's delightful.