[I am sure I have used that post title before. Sorry.]

This morning, Tamsin and I woke up, checked the weather, and decided to delay our planned 10-mile run as long as possible. It was DAMN cold. It felt like 10 degrees, and it was windy. I ran in weather that cold a few weeks ago, and it was hard as hell, so I was down for any delay that would allow the weather to warm up.

So we killed some time with breakfast. (Sunflower butter, a banana and an English muffin.) We probably headed out around noon, and we both thought our run was going to SUCK. Our legs felt like lead at first, but by the time we turned around at mile 5.5 (around 130th Street), we were both feeling great.

We stopped a minute for water, Gu and a pic, and then started going again.

We’d been doing 10:00-10:30 miles until mile 5, but we really picked up steam afterwards. Tamsin was listening to music and she picked up speed, and clearly I couldn’t let her leave me in the dust, so I picked up my pace as well. Our last mile was 8:58!! While this is still slower than I need to be to run a sub-2:00 half, it makes me feel a little better about my goal, and that it may still be within reach.

It was really such an amazing run: decent weather, great time, great company.

All great runs call for bagels afterwards, obviously.

Tamsin ran her first half a few weeks ago, and I haven’t done a 10-mile run since before the marathon, so it took a lot out of both of us. Around 5, we finally got up and did some walking around to shake out our legs (and I got a new bedspread! Photo tomorrow.)

We debated over whether we should cook or go out to dinner again. I had a serious craving for guacamole, and I finally decided that we should stay in, and I should make tacos because they’d be both cheap and easy. I invited the lovely Ms. Emily over for dinner, and she brought us some Corona Light, which made us all feel like it was summer, and not actually the end of February.

Chicken sauteed in Frontera Key Lime taco sauce (amazing), guac, salsa and onions on corn tortillas.

Bailey and I walked Emily out, and when I came back, Tamsin had already scooped me some ice cream.

And cut in half our Whole Foods-checkout cupcake impulse buy. (It was only a dollar!!!)

What a lovely little Sunday 🙂