The weekend of which I speak, of course, is the most recently completed one. It was alternately or concurrently huge fun, very fast, exhausting, exhilarating, a little bit frustrating, eye-opening, and delicious. As a point of reference, all of the following occurred:
1. My wife ran the Dino Dash 5K early Saturday morning and I completed a 2.5 mile run late Saturday morning. We also walked approximately three miles in downtown Memphis;
2. We left our kids with an overnight sitter to spend an evening with Just Us for the first time since Lorelei was born in December of 2009;
3. Cleaned the house and did five loads of laundry;
4. The kids played in the kiddie pool;
5. My wife and I drove to and from Memphis within a twenty-two hour time span, during which time we spent a night at the Peabody, saw Wilco at Mud Island, had ribs and catfish and several drinks on Beale Street;
6. My daughter pooped on the bathroom floor;
7. I played a soccer game on Sunday afternoon and scored a goal in a 4-1 victory;
8. Went to the Farmer's Market; and
9. Dinner with the in-laws Sunday night.
And, really, there were some other little highlights that I'm probably forgetting. My point being, it was a full enough weekend to last fill up a month's worth of weekends. At least it seemed like it at the time.
Currently, I'm mentally preparing myself for the Big Race this Saturday morning. I'm still very sore from my long run on Saturday and my soccer game on Sunday. I had hoped to get in a 2.8 mile run today, but I don't think my muscles are going to allow it. Instead, I'm going to knock it out tomorrow morning and then hopefully recover in time to do a short and sweet 1 mile run on Friday morning, just to keep my muscles and joints loose. I think that will get me close enough to be able to complete the 3.1 miles I need to knock out Saturday morning, with all the energy and people and excitement of the race artificially propping me up that last .3 miles :)