I got a text yesterday at 4:50 pm from Molly at JackRabbit’s Union Square store alerting me that there was a special visitor at the store.
I immediately grabbed my bag and ran out of the office.
I’m sure my boss would understand.
Yesterday I got to meet the amazing little Simon Dylan Cane.
Simon, the product of Coach Cane and Mrs. Coach Cane, turned 11 days old yesterday, and he’s clocking in at a whopping 6 pounds 11 ounces. He spends his days sleeping and growing and stuff, but he was great and woke up for me yesterday. I didn’t want to give him back.
Mrs. Coach Cane looks insanely amazing for having just had a baby. Damn her.
I did inquire about how she already looks so good, but she didn’t give me any tips. She was just modest and asked how I was doing. Selfless and already a wonderful mom. She is my hero.
And Coach Cane was the proudest dad I have ever seen.
Simon Cane, you are so loved and so adorable. And also really small. I’m glad I didn’t drop you or break you. I think we’re going to be great friends. Let me know when you’re ready to hit the Bridle Path.
I had a rough stomach night last night. I woke up around 4 am in a nice amount of pain and then tossed and turned for a while, eventually waking up and starting the day around 7. It took a while to get out the door, but once I got slapped in the face with the fantastic fall air, I was excited to run.
Like, dance-party-style excited.
The plan for today was to run 12 miles. I told Brian I wanted to do a one mile warm-up, six miles slower than an 8:00 pace and the final miles faster than 8:00 if possible. My goal is to get fast so that when I steal Simon out of Mrs. Coach Cane’s arms, those speedy parents won’t be able to catch me as I run away. I think that’s normal motivation.
I felt fantastic at first. Central Park was packed, but the weather was perfect and my stomach had finally chilled out. Brian wore the Garmin again, so I just tagged along, hoping he wasn’t leading me into too-fast or too-slow terrain.
Turns out, we did OK.
Coach Cane, is that negative splitting? It looks like it to me!
There was one point around mile 7 when I screamed some choice words at Brian because he managed to take us on all the uphills in Central Park. I don’t know why he wants to ruin my life, but my glutes were screaming and I was not thrilled. So I threw some F-bombs his way and he may have suggested that I “be quiet” and we carried on and at the end we were both happy.
Today was Brian’s longest run ever! I’m very proud. Even though he just started running and is already faster than me.
And it wasn’t my longest run ever, but it felt dang good.
The run ended by playing with my neighbor puppy, Bailey. Bailey liked licking my sweat. He also told me he, too, thinks leg warmers are a cool accessory.
So my run is done, I played with a cute kid last night and a cute puppy this morning. Not a bad start to the weekend. Now I’m off to play tourist! My best friend Becky is in town with her mom and sister-in-law. It’s a perfect day for sightseeing and taking lots of foliage-filled photos.
Have a great weekend!