All in all it was a pretty good weekend. I stayed on plan all weekend, well except for that little brownie detour, but I still had plenty of points for it, so I did pretty well food-wise. Saturday morning I got a great run/walk in. I walked for 10 minutes and then I ran for ten minutes, walked for ten minutes and ran for another five minutes and finished with a ten minute walk. Let’s take a minute to re-read that, shall we…

Oh yeah baby!! I had my groove on, The Cult was pounding in my earphones, and I totally just kept right on going!! I am beginning to think that underneath this mild mannered mommy exterior lives a total rock star diva!

I went for a total of 2.25 miles in 45 minutes – slower than molasses, I know, but hey, for my first run in almost a month, I’d say that’s okay. I made sure and stretched a bunch after so I am feeling no pain today. Yesterday was a complete rest day, as in I laid on the couch all day long and did not do one productive thing. It was great. I love those kinds of weekends – busy productive Saturday, lazy lazy Sunday. And the weather was oh so beautiful Saturday – 70 degrees and windy and SUNNY! Loved. It.

And speaking of running and weather, here’s the conversation the hubs and I had while I was getting dressed to get on the treadmill:

Him: Is it treadmill time?
Me: Yep.
Him: Today’s nice enough you could go run up and down the road…
Me: I don’t like running up and down the road – our road is boring.
Him: Yeah, the garage is so interesting.
Me: I don’t like our road – it’s no fun on a dead end road. If I had a block to run around…
Him: Why don’t you go the park and run – you could run around the park…
Me: I’m going to get on the treadmill! Is that okay?! Is it okay if I just want to run on the treadmill today?!?!
Him: Easy there (insert maiden name here).*

Why couldn’t he just be happy that I was getting on the TM? Why all the grief??? He bugs me sometimes.

* He calls me by my maiden name when he thinks I am being difficult or when I am throwing a fit. He thinks it’s funny – I don’t.