And now, for your morning Road Kill Report
 
That’s the down side of running on a semi-country road.  The opportunity to really examine each new road-kill in stunning detail as you slowly jog/walk by.  This week wasn’t bad – a Canadian goose, a couple of feet off into the grass.  The usual collection of extremely flattened frogs and other little creatures.  Nothing highly disturbing like last week’s opossum (pregnant).  My husband has standing orders that if he should ever bike past a dog, he is to go get the car immediately and pick my ass up as I will be crying by the side of the road, unable to go on as soon as I see it.  I love animals – the world would be a wonderful place if people were as nice as pets.  Sorry if that seems pessimistic, most people aren’t evil, they’re just goobers.
 
I have figured out the key to losing weight:  stop shoveling crap in my mouth all weekend.  As soon as that happens, I’ll let ya know.  Ha ha ha!  Oh well, I’m very fit for a chubette, right?
 
We missed a wedding Saturday since hubby had to work.  That sucked.  I was very disappointed.  Sunday we just hung out & worked on projects to get ready for big vacation in August.  Hubby started his out of town job today – he’ll be home on Wednesday.  We haven’t been apart much in our marriage – this will be tough.  But the $ will definitely help a lot, oh, and make vacation a lot more pleasant!
 
I ran 2 miles this morning – there was a car acted really odd.  Driving really slow around the ‘hood.  It made me uncomfortable enough that I only ran 2 miles rather than the planned 3.  Now hubby is all worried with me running while he’s out of town.  I didn’t tell him about my decision to do a “very bad thing.”  I am going to run every day, Monday through Thursday.  And do 20 minutes on the elliptical after weight training, Tuesday through Thursday.  Friday I am doing nothing because I have an 18 mile run Saturday. 
 
After the “run of doom” we are going to our couple friend’s house, where R and I will drink foofy drinks and watch HGTV while the men burp or something.  We aren’t the kind of people to have tons of  “friends” – although we would say we have lots of good acquaintances.  But R is hubby’s closest friend, and his wife R is probably my closest girl friend.  And because they got married a year after we did, and are fixing up their first house too, and have a lot of the same interests, and they are great people, we have just bonded well and love to hang out together.  They live about 90 minutes away, so its close enough we can see each other when we want, but not so close we get tired of seeing each other.
 
My 7-miler this weekend went well.  My eating did not.  As frustrated as I get, its obviously not frustrated enough to stop.  I have all my meals planned for this week, and feel confident I’ll do okay.  Maybe the extra exercise will help.