Super Sunday

To say that we packed every last minute of this weekend would underestimate the amount of things that we did! I feel like it was go go go since Friday morning. That's not a bad thing at all, I got to see lots of family and squeeze out as much fun as possible from those measly 72 hours. This morning I woke up and went for a quick2 mile run before eating breakfast and leaving for church. It was wonderful because I haven't run in 17 days and I felt good. My hip wasn't hurting and I felt like I was running fast. I feel a little something in my right hip now though and am praying that something isn't running amuck with these silly hips. For the record it's been the left hip this whole time... if this other one starts running rough I am not going to be a happy camper. I hate having injuries, it always makes me disappointed with my body for being so fragile and disappointed with myself for being so impatient. Hopefully tomorrow will be a good day for it and I can ease back into running without any problems. Anyways, after church we stopped and had BBQ at this terrible restaurant on the way to dad's house. We will not be going back to that place! Finally we got the window fixed at dad's house and we get to check that annoying box of the to do list. Yay! Then we went to his moms house to eat soup and watch some football. Supposedly this is the final 8s games. All I really care about is the date of the Super Bowl, because that's when I saw my baby for the first time almost 2 years ago now. How the time has flown by! 12 hours in the PICU tomorrow, time for night night.