Sunday, felt like an "I hate running" day. Okay, maybe hate is too strong of a word. How about a "I definitely don't feel like running today" day. Even on Saturday night, I was bargaining with myself about my scheduled 10-miler. After helping my Mom all day on Saturday with a garage sale...and I HATE garage sales...I just wasn't looking forward to getting up early yet again. I desperately wanted to sleep in. Then I remembered...a certain 2-year old would probably not let me sleep past 7 am anyway, so I might as well get my butt up and run. I also was feeling the mommy guilt. Usually, when I don't have school on a Saturday, I spend the entire day with the kiddo. Since I was at the garage sale all day, I hardley saw my kiddo on Saturday. Of course, she was having a blast with her Grandparents and cousins, so I am pretty sure she didn't mind that I wasn't there. :-)
I headed out for my LR on Sunday and made it to the park at 7 am. One thing I noticed was that it was daylight at 6:30 am....note to self: start earlier next week! Honestly, I didn't feel like running. I had already decided that I was going to do 6 instead of 10, and by the time I made it to the park I was seriously considering only doing 3. But, I put on the shuffle and made myself do 6. Two easy loops around the park at a 10:40 pace and I called it a day.
I headed back home and then the kiddo and I were off to playgroup. Afterwards, I had to head to the library to work on my Marketing paper (insert more Mommy guilt here). But, there was family time in the late afternoon and that was great. And, the day ended with house hunting in the 'burbs and dinner at Chuy's (complete with a yummy 'rita).