AND THE WINNER IS . . .

Today Vans, the Peanut and I headed up to Apple Hill for the Apple Blossom Trail Run. Vans was signed up (thanks to me) for the 3 mile course.

Here he is warming up. 

The weather was absolutely gorgeous. Vans does little to no running in preparation for these runs. He usually falls victim to his lovely wife signing up for events and then telling him about a week in advance that I have done so. Hey, at least I tell him a week in advance!

The Peanut however was not so happy to be dragged out of the house the second Saturday in a row to be at a race. Yet, as always she was quite the trooper.

She especially got excited when her daddy came flying through the finish shoot!

Vans was 4th male overall and first in his age group!

Considering we live in "flat country" and he has run zero miles this week, I'd say that was pretty impressive. 

His first awards ceremony shared with the Peanut!

After the race it was all about the Peanut. If you have ever been up to Apple Hill you know how pretty it is and how much there is to do. The Peanut particularly loved the choo choo train ride we did after the race. 

I, on the other hand, was terrified of the ducks behind me. 

After the train ride we stayed for a bit and talked with friends who live in the area. The Peanut really enjoys the post race festivities. 

Knuckles for Dad the winner!

A birds eye view for the Peanut.

Once we hit the car however, the Peanut quickly fell asleep and we wandered ourselves over to a friend's winery for some wine tasting. It was all around a very perfect Saturday.

A perfect Saturday compared to a not so perfect Friday. I made the silly mistake of thinking I felt good enough for a quick run during my lunch hour yesterday afternoon. The last mile of my run I felt something "go" in my left quad. I've been limping ever since. Needless to say, I have called off my 10 mile run with Pigeon for tomorrow. I am really upset about it but I know I need to rest. It has been a week to the day since AR50 and I need to let myself heal. I guess I am not as hardcore as I thought I was! :-)

So instead, tomorrow morning I have a date with my bike for a nice solo ride. I am looking forward to it.