a fall weekend

Recent runs:
Saturday: 5 miles with four 1/2 mile intervals at 6:45 pace, 1/4 mile RBI. Painful but thankfully I had Robert as bike support. He always knows when to talk to me and when to stay quiet. Best ever.

Sunday: A very awful run. Set out for 10 miles but made it only 7 before I called it. Cold, windy and terrible. 8:30 average pace. (And thanks, Robert, for suffering with me. And for rubbing my biceps mid-run.)

Weekly mileage total: 29

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Friday was football back in my hometown where my little brother Petey is a senior. Go Giants!


While home, my mom tried to convince me to take this cat they found in a storm sewer. He's probably five weeks old and very adorable. I told her I'd consider it once I move into my apartment at the end of the month. I understand that accepting it would likely be accepting a lifetime pass into Cat Lady Land.


please love me


I was house/pet-sitting this weekend which involved monitoring some chickens, two cats and a dog. One of the perks was collecting eggs every day.


one egg? try harder, ladies.

I also couldn't get enough of the fall canopy.

this picture doesn't do it justice
Sunday was #MaeDay.


look at all her hair!
It was also my brother Matt's 15th birthday so I zipped up to my dad's for dinner and family QT. For some extra cardio, I jumped on the trampoline with my little brother Sammy (he's 9) and he told me I had "the moves" when I did a flip. I felt like that was a pretty big compliment coming from him. Or anyone, really, because I definitely do not have "the moves."

He also showed me three machine guns that he made himself out of paper.

do you feel lucky?

So that's my weekend.*

*Mostly. Some things I don't put on the internet.

Comments

  1. gfreerunnerOctober 16, 2012 at 8:11 AM

    Definitely take the kitten! Cat Lady Land isn't so bad ;) And for what it's worth, I wouldn't have guessed you were suffering on that run Sunday. Looked awesome to me when I passed you!

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    1. HannahOctober 16, 2012 at 1:38 PM

      LOL thanks. Robert joked that I sped up when I saw you. I still have a few weeks to decide if I want the cat. It's the litterbox part that is sort of the sticking point.

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  2. Ruby LeighOctober 16, 2012 at 12:09 PM

    Take the kitten! Cats are great. Also, I'm curious about how many sibling you have... really - I like big families!

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    1. HannahOctober 16, 2012 at 1:42 PM

      Do you have cats? I think I would like the company but wouldn't like the litterbox and/or commitment. I need a pros/cons list, I think.

      And please sit down before you read my next statement: I have 13 siblings (2 full-blooded, 4 half, 4 step, and 3 adopted). God bless blended families.

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    2. Ruby LeighOctober 17, 2012 at 10:52 AM

      I actually have 3 cats (maybe I should of asked you to sit down for that). I don't mind the litterbox task (it's become routine for me) and it really is the only hard thing with cats, they are otherwise very low maintenance pets.

      Sounds like fun. I bet you are never bored. I only have one sister, and we get a long great.... but I sort of wish there was more of us some of the time.

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