Oy, all I can say about Saturday's run was IT WAS HOT!! We had a 12 mile course to do and it was Mission Viejo for what I believe is our last satellite training. I was mentally ready for a different course because we have done that one I think 3 times now but since it was our last I wanted to get some hills in. Who's silly idea was that? We started at 6:45 and by 7:15 we were all running with our tongues hanging out. Hot, humid, hills, not a good combination. Thankfully we had aid stations every two miles with smiling faces and cold gatorade. Steph and I decided to take it easy and just get the mileage in. We did it and I think I dunked all of my legs in the cold pool when we got back. Steph and I were chatting along the route and I was reminded that she is going to run the Disneyland half next weekend. As I thought more about that I said "hey, that means I have to run 16 by myself next week cause you won't be here". She said "yes, you will and it's 18 not 16" Aaaaaahhhhh!!! Not looking forward to that. Such pressure. How will I get through 18 miles without my running buddy? AND the week after that she is in Chicago. She's fired. Hehehe just kidding. I have a whole team of peeps to run with. It's going to be fine. I just hope it's not as HOT.
This was the most surreal hour and a half of the whole trip. We made our way out to Howard Air Force Base (which is no longer an AFB) and found our old house. Just looking at the photos I get emotional all over again. Not that I broke down crying or anything but it was really weird standing in a place that holds so many memories. Here is me freaking out that we found it!!! Our old Street! Coffey Avenue! Exploring the old digs! This stairwell led up to the door in the kitchen. It was a little creepy so I just filmed from where I was. :-/ I don't do creepy. Here we are in front of 60A Coffey Ave! That "hill" behind my mom seemed so much bigger when we lived there. I remember my dog running down it and tripping, which led to a head over heels tumble that still makes me laugh when I think of it. And that fence used to be a favorite spot for three toed sloths to hang out. ...
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