... Vacation Aftermath ...

The sad realization that vacation is over and reality is back on the agenda is fun for none. The luck of such timing, the end of our most recent vaca landing on the 4th of July weekend gave the whole family an adjustment period that was well needed. The little miss having two blisters from her ciao vacation run in with a fireplace, our little dude waking up at all hours of the morning as though he were red eyeing some slots in Vegas, and of course the parents well in need of some recoupment!

Yet, here I sit (glass of prosecco beside me) as the 4th of July sky grays, sound of fireworks already popping, wishing I could magically triple my husbands salary so I could easily stay at home and have fun doing it! Going back to work isn't as appealing as I hoped it may be after weeks away. The thought of what lies in the week ahead is as gloomy as the in coming storm!

Things to look forward to - a week of no FB! Need to get the ball rolling on my 101! Orders for Jacob??? I have given up trying to estimate a NLT date for this notification as everyone I've already put out there has come and gone to no avail. I am now at the point that I don't even want to go to the bases on his BOP and would rather just resubmit a new list to be honest. I think this can be attributed to my constant pondering on each location - which I have clearly tired of! Also on the table - lots of running! Lots! Which is certainly a good thing.

Ah well, until the next vacation... time to iron!

... 6 miles of thoughts ...

I hope this bug spray works...
I wonder if my legs are getting tanned...
I am already tired, pathetic...
She said what???
Of course you can lose weight doing this!!!
I told you that b*&$# crazy...
No more talking, you'll both pass out...
It's pretty hot for 0730...
I need water, a weightless way to carry water...
Ah, shade...
uphill, work those glutes...
I don't want to go back to work...
I shouldn't stop for a drink but I must...
I'm dizzy...
No music, just think...
What should I think about...
Oh, remember you need access to that report...
I wonder what Jacob's doing...
He better not be asleep...
Think of those flat abs you'll have one day...
This is getting really rough...
Don't talk to me right now...
Frisbee golf, not football...
Ah, shade...
uphill is killer...
I am stopping for a drink...
I'm walking the rest of this 1/8 miles...
Liposuction?
Now I need music...
I want a body like her...
I need thicker socks...
The dog days are over ah ah, the dog days are gone...
Just run to the 4th mile and then say you need to walk...
I hope Jackie's shadow isn't messing up my leg tanning...
I hope my boob sweat doesn't ruin my car key...
Baby your a firework!!!
Just think, stay in shape like this and one day this could be you and Dancia running together...
uphill is going to be the death of me...
Okay, this is it, one more drink...
Last lap, don't die...
What if I die...
That breeze is starting to really work against you...
It's just too damn hot for this time in the morning!!!
Just run don't think...
don't think...
chin up...
eye on the prize...
uphill, DIE! DIE!
You see the finish line, don't collapse...
Keep speeding up like this and you'll faint...
What's better, finishing seconds earlier or fainting???
I'd rather faint, just push it...
THE END!!!