My Weekend with the Pups

I had one goal this weekend: teach the puppies to hang outside with me without digging up the entire yard while I tanned.

Added plus? Tucker joining me on my lawn chair to enjoy the sun with me. My kind of dog.

And enough sun for Tucker.

Weekend

I'm going back home to puppy-sit this weekend!!

Hopefully they're better behaved than last time ...

Hope everyone has a good weekend!

Was Sunday Real?

Talk about a bizarre weekend. I was all ready to post this yesterday, but I still wasn't really sure that Sunday happened.

Sunday began bright and early- 6 a.m. (Saturday also started bright and early, because, apparently, a 5 mile jog the day before a half marathon is totally normal). In Long Branch by 7:15; waiting at the starting line at 8:15. Oh, crap. Guess it's really going to happen. Starting time- 8:30- rolled around, and, with the help of Bruce Springsteen's Born to Run, I was off.

And, two hours, fifty-seven minutes and twenty nine seconds later, I crossed that line again- and in one piece!

For almost three hours, I ran and walked (I learned that my walking pace is fast than the jog of a lot of people, sweeet!) through Monmouth Beach, Oceanport and Long Branch. Well, I booked it through a lot of Long Branch. Still unsure why the course took us through the hood. "Dayyyum, guuuurl, you be doooin' fiiine" is pretty motivational, though.

But I survived and it was a great experience. I can officially not consider myself a fat ass anymore!

(Finish line in sight!!! And look at that form...)

And onto other events that make Sunday unbelievable ...

I came back to a clean apartment! While I was running, Boyfriend cleaned my apartment! AND made dinner! Looks like I'll be running a half marathon every weekend now.

(Then I made brownies- hell, I deserved it!- and Boyfriend got crumbs everywhere. I woke up next to crumbs today. I don't even know. Oh well, the apartment was clean at one point. My fault for making junk food.)

While fighting over what to watch on TV, (I only get a few Phillies games aired up here and, no, I don't care that it's only May!) I was just about to give up and go to bed (I hate losing a battle but 13.1 miles were starting to make me sleepy..), but I had waited about ten minutes too long and Nerdy Political Loud and Proud Republican Boyfriend came out to play.

Breaking news: President Obama to make a statement at 10:30 p.m. on a Sunday night ... something BIG is up.

Fox News was turned on faster than I have ever seen it before. Missed the "U-S-A" chants at the Phillies' game- ah, finally a proud moment in Philly- and, due to exhaustion and few delays, President Obama's speech because, well, anything after 10 p.m. is rough and a little fuzzy after 13 miles (and wine).

Needless to say, I woke up Monday morning very, very confused. I had ran 13.1 miles, my apartment was clean sans brownie crumbs, dishes from dinner and wine glasses, and Osama bin Laden was dead.