On Saturday, I let myself sleep in before getting up and doing another 1,000 calorie workout from Fitnessblender. Then boyfriend, my sister, the baby, and I headed to the college town for the annual fall solstice festival. It's my favorite fair of the entire year. On Saturday at 1, they have the Samba parade.
It's pretty fantastic to watch the people dance in flashy clothes down the street to loud drums.
Also, Bigfoot was in attendance. Everyone can stop looking for him now. I found him.
This morning I woke up at 7:30, thought about running but fell back fast asleep until 10. It was storming again, after a break on Sturday, so I chose the treadmill. At .40 mile, my magazine (yes, magazine) stopped the treadmill and put me in cool down mode. Then at 7.3 miles, the power shut off so I had to switch treadmills. I kept going for 2.2 because 7+2=9. Except I had totally forgotten about the .4 in my mind, but added it in on the calculator and was at 9.9. I couldn't let that go, so I finished the tenth of a mile. I ran 10 miles accidentally because I'm bad at math, and REALLY bad at math after running for over an hour.
I sped home to meet my mom to head back to the fair. Today was the All Species parade. Yep. This is my home, and I love it.
There were more huge puppets. His hat says, "Gone Squatchin'"
And a whole lot of this.
A great start to fall!