Weekend wrap-up

My rest day this week was Friday – I’m not sure how it happened that I didn’t do a lick of exercise then, despite good intentions, but that’s what happened. I walked six miles Saturday with my husband (six point TWO, actually, as he always points out), and did my long (slow) run Sunday. Goal pace was 12:47; as you can see, I didn’t make it for most of the run.

BUT … I ran and ran and ran. Very few walk breaks. There’s a tortoise-and-hare analogy in there somewhere, but I’ll be darned if I can find it. Perhaps it’s that I ran seven miles instead of the six that was on the schedule. I really thought I was supposed to do seven. Is this how Alzheimer’s starts?

I finally bought the chrysanthemums I wanted for around the birch tree. I don’t think I’m finished buying mums, but here’s what it looks like so far. I took the photo at dusk, hoping the little solar walkway lights would be on, but they weren’t and it was starting to sprinkle and my camera’s not waterproof and, well, here’s my gravel-spreading project:

My husband and I continue to “decorate” our garage office/family room. I now have a display of race stuff on the wall behind my computer – medals, finisher’s certificates, a couple of bibs and this inspirational photo from the Brooks website:

Only one wall remains to fill; we’ve framed a dozen of my photos (from the late, lamented Project 365 attempt) and will get them hung today or tomorrow. Then, I think, we’ll be done.

Hope your weekend was as nice as mine was!