The weekend....time to myself....every mom's dream

My husband went away for a long "guys only" camping trip to Colorado - leaving me on my own with my daughter.

My daughter, of course, filled her social calendar (all of it not including me).

Friday night I enjoyed a later day/evening run. I found fairly early on into the run that the road held in a lot of the heat from the day's sun and it wasn't as enjoyable as my morning runs around the pond where I greet the sunrise and enjoy the nice slight coolness in the summer morning.

After my run I enjoyed a quick shower and a pizza with a movie....falling asleep slightly after 10pm and sleeping a little late the next morning. Waking up in an empty house was calming....even the puppy enjoyed our extra time sleeping

Saturday morning I had another run for myself, this time a little over 4 miles. I have found that at this time of year it may be hard to get in over an hour or so with the summer heat and the time of day I choose to run. Until the Falmouth race in August, I will focus on 5-7 mile runs and then kick it up again thereafter for a fall/early winter half marathon.

Over the course of the weekend, I found myself enjoying my own company though. No late night drinking with the girls, no hangover and 'day after' promises to not drink again. I enjoyed my time and found it very relaxing to have absolutely nothing to do.

Sunday night comes to soon, and my daughter and step daughter are here and the house is alive again....

There was a time where I used to pride myself on being a self-reliant independent woman...and to this day I still hold myself in that regard.

But I missed my family....and am happy to have them returning home. Summer vacation is upon us....looking forward to some down time with all of them...

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