Home Sweet Home

This was my 'fun' exercise week. Which just means no lifting. Which was good timing since my back was feeling a little sore still. I did some P90X yoga, went swimming a few times, ran some hill sprints, played basketball and went on a leisurely 6 miler in the backyard. 

A couple realizations for you: first, running is a lot nicer on the dirt when the squatters have all been kicked out. Apparently criminal records for the people camping back there were not great. Secondly, I appreciate the group of women I play ball with because I really don't care about winning, I do pretty well for myself at 60%, and minimize my risk of further injury while I'm still rehabbing my knee. (I can get to about 30-40min before I start hurting). However, I have been increasingly hesitant to go because game knowledge is not great and so after a few baskets at the beginning, any time I get the ball, I just get clobbered by 3 defenders. It's not as bad as playing with dudes or if we were playing hard, but it is annoying. 

Rog and I have spent our free time watching Ted Lasso or sometimes he comes on my walks with me. But we have had more free time lately, which is nice. 

Enjoy this pic I accidentally took on my run.

We decided not to do anything crazy this weekend (since we've got some busy ones planned ahead). Instead, we went yard saling. We got a couple of fishing poles and a hide of leather (which cost us $5 instead of $180 for supplies we definitely would have bought eventually for Rog's hobbies). 

And we took a nap. This is the most unexpected result of my hormone stuff - I am sleeping well at night and actually able to take naps again. It's been years since I could do that. So that's really nice. 

Today was the first time we've been to our home ward on a YW Sunday in a while, and although most of our girls were out of town and our teacher was unprepared, it ended up being pretty fun still. Our pres has asked to be released and is expecting a change in the next few weeks, so that'll keep things interesting. Maybe this is the Big Guy trying to feed my need for a change of scenery on a relatively frequent basis. I'm hoping we just get a ridiculous job offer out of nowhere from Durango. (Preferably sometime around February so I can spend a season white water raft guiding before starting to work for real).