Once again, I'm amazed how much the weather can influence my mood. Thursday was really warm and really humid. Even though I spent 10.5 indoors in a cooled office environment, I was still grumpy. But Friday? Saturday? Sunday? Gorgeous. They were days you wish you could clone, you know? "Low" humidity and cooler temps: my kind of weather.
Last week we learned that Rhett had somehow taught himself how to start his bike. He learned how to ride a bike last summer, but still needed us to start him. (It's amazing what a couple of inches will do, however.) So now he's in love with riding. All Friday afternoon, Chuck and I sat lazily on the porch while the boys scooted and rode. It was glorious. Saturday morning I headed out early and it was so cool and so overcast (no sun heat!) that I kept running and didn't stop until 10 miles later. I really think I could have done three more, and probably should have. It was just so lovely. In the afternoon we spent more time just sitting outside, watching the boys ride back and forth in front of the house. And Sunday morning a half marathon was being run not far from our house. So we hopped in the car and drove to mile three and sat on a bench and cheered on the runners. I think that they loved Bruno the most.
Oh, also I went to a baby shower for a friend on Saturday. I won Runts. It was amazing.