Want to be cheered up go hug an alpaca! No not really they are kind of skittish and don't normally spit but may if they get angry enough or scared. We had to watch out for the pregnant one she was extra feisty. We did get to feed them though and my son thought that it was hilarious when they ate out of his hand. He laughed and laughed. He didn't understand that you had to open your hand up though so he kept trying to chase them around with a hand full of food but kept his fist clenched tight so the food wouldn't fall and was so confused why they wouldn't eat it. He also got to see a rooster and a tractor which are now two of his favorite things! Apparently this kid loves not only being outdoors but around animals and farms. It was kind of a drive but totally worth it! I did not get to get my workout in that day and I felt it was totally worth it. My mom went with us and took the wonderful photos! She's a trooper she had just flown in the night before at 10:30 pm she's got more energy than me I swear! Later that afternoon I hung out with a friend that I hadn't gotten to bs with in a long time and she took me to get ice cream, her car washed, then a beer, quite the girl date right? :-) The important part was we got to catch up and for once I wasn't anxious to get back because I knew I had just spent all morning with my son giving him a fun experience. I also figured hubs had it covered for a couple of hours.
The next day I went with my so
n and my brother to the botanical gardens for another meetup and for some photo ops. Of course my son had decided to kiss a rock the day before and had a little scratch on his cheek but we take the good with the bad. Another fun filled day. I did manage to get a run in that afternoon finally around 5pm only three miles but that's better than nothing. I figure I need to stop stressing about my work outs and enjoy this time that I have with my son. If it means I'll be a little slow for the next couple of years I'm going to find a way to be ok with that. Sometimes that's hard to remember in the moment. And it's crazy to think that with all this fun it was also a stressful weekend. Not all the errands were ran and hubs and I butted heads a little. But in the end it all comes together for the little guy the one we do it all for. As long as he's happy we're happy. It may be a rough Monday morning and my future may feel uncertain but in the end I come home to that smiling face and as he grabs my finger to show me something new that he's super excited about or wraps his arms around me for a big hug and kiss the rest melts away.
Team Hoyt was the grand marshal at the Boston Marathon! Talk about inspiring all those brave runners that worked so hard to get there and who better to start them off! Those are lessons I hope my son learns from the sport one day. Perseverance! Don't sweat the small stuff!
Happy Training!
