The hubby was missing his family so we headed back to central Illinois for family time this weekend. It's not the easiest trying to get a run in down here. 1) the MIL feeds me constantly and does not know what the phrase "No thank you I am full/don't like/don't want" means. 2) Country roads scare me after spending the last 11 years in the city. People drive like maniacs! Luckily there is a 6 mile path between East Peoria and Morton and if I ask nicely I can get someone to drive me there and pick me up later. The plan was for 8 miles on Saturday. Jacob decided his time would be better well spent washing and waxing the car than taking me so the run got pushed off until today. It is a beautiful day albeit a bit windy. The first 2 miles were horrible; my legs felt like 50lb sandbags. Then I found my groove and the next 6.3 miles flew by. The picture is from the first half of the trail. The last half...not as nice but at least there is somewhere to run.
Alright I should get off the computer and get back to hanging out with the in-laws. They already think I am anti-social I don't need to reinforce it anymore ;)