I was planning to take Mom to lunch today after she rescheduled yesterday. So I got to the gym at work early figuring on running some miles after the weights to make up for missing the lunch run.
And that's what I did. Weights first (ugh), then 6 miles on a beautiful morning. Cool temps with the sun coming up made for a nice run.
I called Mom at 11 to check on her and she begged off again. Just not feeling like going out today, she said. No problem, I told her, we'll try again next week.
Meanwhile, even as I 'm telling her that, the voice in my head pipes up with "Hey, now I can go for a run!". This must be a different voice than the one that wants to cut the hill repeats short.
So I sit there and ponder the state of things. I could go for another run. But that's probably not the smartest thing to do. I'd hate to mess up the weekend trail running by overdoing it today. Such a nice day though.
I compromised by taking a walk around the lake.
And that seemed to make everybody happy.