It started out well enough. Callum woke up at 6am, two hours earlier than usual but because I had to take him to Jake’s game in White Rock (about an hour’s drive from home), I was able to put him down for his nap at 9:30 am and get a really solid run in.
I did 13 repeats of 3 min of hard running with 1 minute recovery, but I made sure the recovery wasn’t much slower than the 3 minute intervals; I didn’t want my body to rest too much. I was only supposed to do 12 but 13 is the VanDyck’s lucky number and Jake needed the luck for rugby and Freddy’s turning 13 on Friday. I ended up with a total of 10 miles, and it was really tough but it felt so good when I was done.
I threw a bunch of stuff in the van and woke Callum up from his nap so we could make it to the game by noon. I ended up eating a big bowl of salad while driving down the freeway.
Jake played really well but his team lost. Here’s a pic of Jake tackling a guy, but you gotta look reeeeeealllllly close to see him on the right side. See him?
Andrew has a listing in the neighborhood so he came by to watch the game too. Callum does this special thing where he “touches our faces really aggressively.” (He hits, okay? He hits).
The team had a great attitude and got together for a photo…
And after we said goodbye to Jake, I made note of the fact that we have a ginger baby…
Callum and I drove back, picked up Katie from school, and then we finally got home at 3:15 to find Freddy and his two friends playing with the spider trap. Don’t worry, I spared you the picture mostly (okay, all) because I hate spiders and I want to now burn the house down.
Then I did the usual: made lunches, made dinner, did dishes, did laundry, picked pieces of spaghetti noodles off the wall and baked cookies.
A few days ago a bottle of shampoo spilled in my bathroom drawer and I’ve been putting off cleaning it out. Like, no kidding. But I finally tackled the mess and while I cleaned up that one, Callum made another mess with an entire box of Q-Tips.
Just another super fun day. Callum had a cool bath (it’s so hot out) and went nighty-night at a decent hour and all is well in the world.