I ran 4 miles!

I'm all proud of myself because I ran four miles yesterday. It took me 55 minutes. Nick came along but only made it three miles. After the first half a mile, he started walking and it took me 2 more miles to finally lap him. He kept up with me for almost the whole last mile though. We stopped by Circle K on the way home and got sodas. I told the cashier lady that we just ran four miles so we deserved a soda. She said, "Wow! I salute you!" Then the guy behind the counter told me to try running at lake miramar. He said that it's really easy to run eight miles there (four miles out and back). I rolled my eyes and said "yeah right" and he's like, "No, really, it's really doable." I can't even imagine running eight miles and being like, "yeah, it's really doable." Maybe someday.

Saturday we went to Nick's orchestra performance at the Poway Center for the Arts. He did really well. He was so excited about it that we woke up to him practicing his violin at 8:00 in the morning. It sounded great but we just weren't ready to wake up yet. He's got another performance on Tuesday night. Emily's school has the fourth grade play on Tuesday night at the same time so we haven't quite figured out how that's all going to work out yet. Her play is about the gold rush and she's been talking about it nonstop for months. I can't wait until summer so I don't have to hear about California history anymore. I know it's good for kids to get excited about school but if I hear another thing about the mission system or the gold rush, I just might hurl.

Saturday afternoon, we went to the pool and me and Sean got burnt to a crisp. Back when I was young and spent all of my time outside, I'd never burn. I was a nice toasty brown all the time. Now that I'm a cubicle-monkey, I'm usually day-glow-white and burn like crazy as soon as a spend more than a few minutes outside. I really need to get outside more.