I took yesterday off for a couple of reasons. First, my 12 yr old was "graduating" elementary school (here they go through 6th grade, so no worries - she's normal being 12 and leaving elemenray school!). Second, Gabby had a super long appointment Tuesday (which I'll cover tomorrow for Photo Friday), and another Wednesday, so I wanted to be with her and The H.
I had some time in the morning after straightening #1's hair, so I thought I had puhleeeenty of time to squeeze in my 3 miler.
Plan: 3 miles, easy pace (half pace +90sec).
If we're Daily Mile friends, you saw that this is what actually happened....
Let's recap. From the top.
I get about half a mile in.... and poof. Phone call. #2 forgot the stuff for her last day of school party. Could I pleeeeeeeease come bring it to her.
Not that I'm doing anything, right?
So u-turn, home, to pick up crackers and chips. Luckily, I was really close. Grab the bag...
School is down the street from a lake, that is super cute to run around and let's me believe I live in Disney World all year around.
Run over the bridge, around the lake, and back up.
Except, there are...
Come to Irvine. I'll show you.
Upon closer inspection, it was this!
So I stopped, and leisurely took pictures. Not really paying any attention to the giant geese on the left of the sidewalk.
Then I took a step, past them.
Apparently, Rule #1 doesn't work just for zombies, it also covers poultry. I took off (around the damn geese) with a giant, spread-eagle, hissing creature following me.
And then we graduated elementary school, and all was well.