Last night Cullen, the kids and I walked/ran over to my sisters house, which is 3 miles away. I was a whiny bitch for the first part of it. I really was. He was getting irritated, but he kept talking through it ("You're doing awesome, I don't know why you aren't feeling good about this right now, but you're doing great! There's no time limit, this isn't a race. It doesn't matter how you get there, 3 miles one way is 3 miles one way.)
So we also walked home again.
Whiny bitch part- running outside hurts my knees. Seriously. They swell up. I can run 10 miles on the treadmill (in theory, I've never done more than 4, hehe!), and be fine. One mile of running outside and my bones are rubbing together and it's disgusting (glucosemin, yes, I know). And I did run on the way to Chelle's. My knees were yelling. I had 2 enormous blisters on my heels which I was waiting for to pop so they wouldn't hurt so bad. I was trying hard not to whine, but Cullen walks at about the same speed that I run at. :) He's kind of amazing that way. He slowed down for me a little and we were about 3.5 blocks away from home when he stops in the middle of the road, and takes off his shoes. "You might as well take em off, mine are off!" He wanted my owies on my heels to stop getting rubbed. It was so cute. My sweet hubby, walking in his socks. :) So I took mine off.
We got home, he put the kids to bed, I showered, and he rubbed my feet.
He's soooooo good to me!
Tonight we're hittin a trail near CJ's game beforehand. BRING IT. Who needs a surgery date anyway? (I DO! I DO! I'M WAITING FOR THE AX ON THIS! I'M WAITING FOR "OH WAIT....YOU CAN'T DONATE! I NEED A DATE! I NEED A DATE! I NEED A DATE!!!"
Dear World,
I am more than ready for a surgery date. Please gimme. Thanks!
Love,
Me
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