Let’s start by backing up to Wednesday. After completing my first marathon pace run I spent the rest of the day relaxing on the beach, working on my shorts tan. After four full days of hard work (and by that I mean laying in the sun), it’s almost gone!! I started reading Let’s Pretend This Never Happened by Jenny Lawson and let me tell you it is hilarious! I am three-fourths of the way through and am thoroughly enjoying this book. You should totally check it out if you haven’t read it. I first heard about this book when Logan listened to it as an audiobook during her first ultra earlier this year. I now understand why she was laughing out loud and probably making the runners around her thinking she was either crazy or going into some kind of state due to running for so long.
After a day on the beach and some dinner in our bellies (shrimp spaghetti made by moi) we headed out to Painters!
We always go to Painters when we are at the beach. It was really crowded on Wednesday (nothing new there) but totally worth the wait. I think we really only waited 5-10 minutes to place our order and get our ice cream.
I always debate on what flavor to order. More often than not I go with Strawberry because it’s my favorite and I know it’ll be good. I’m always afraid to try something new in case it’s not good and then I will have ruined my one shot at Painters for the year. But this year I decided to walk on the wild side and ordered Banana Pudding!
It ended up being a good decision! Although next year I will probably get Strawberry.
Barry got an Oreo milkshake and my little sister got a banana split. My Dad foot the bill, but did not indulge in any ice cream.
|R’s banana split|
Who would have thought a recap of a trip to get ice cream would require five pictures?
Thursday was a rest day from running and another day spent on the beach reading Let’s Pretend This Never Happened and some magazines. When I got down to the beach my dad and little sister were already there. I was standing in front of my sister, who was sitting in her beach chair, when she said “your calves look meatier since the last time I saw you.” I replied “gee, thanks!” and she said “no I mean it like they’ve gotten stronger.” To which I said “well it sounds like you’re calling them fat.” And then she said “at least you don’t have cankles.”
About an hour and a half after this exchange my little sister stands up (don’t forget, we’re on the beach) and says she’s going to go in for the day. As she’s packing up her stuff she declares “there’s sand everywhere!” and then she left. Barry, my dad, and I didn’t know what to say to that one.
This morning I had a tough 4 mile run. It’s really humid and I felt like I was melting. I also just felt like I didn’t have any energy. It probably would have helped if I had drank more than 2 bottles of water yesterday (my urine was brown after spending the day on the beach yesterday… I know you wanted to know that). But I got through it. Here’s where I ran:
And here’s to hoping I feel better on my long run tomorrow. But if it’s just as tough as today…. at least I don’t have cankles. At least there’s that. (Note: You should know that on one side of my family cankles are a very common thing to have, so I mean no offense. It’s a family thing I guess)
Do you have any siblings?
What’s the last random or ridiculous thing someone said to you?
Have you read Let’s Pretend This Never Happened?
14 thoughts on “At least I don’t have cankles”
Oh, the things our sisters say! I have a younger sister and two older brothers. My sister and I used to fight like crazy, but we’ve become very close over the last few years. I’m so glad my girls will grow up & always have each other!Putting Let’s Pretend on my reading list. The Bloggess is awesome!And I want some of that ice cream!
My sister and I also fought a lot as kids, but we get along better now (we are 6 years apart). You will love Let’s Pretend!!
Ha. This reminds me of the chapter in that book when she thinks she has fat knees. =). My other favorite chapters are the one in the bathroom and the one with the giant chicken. I have an older sister (5 years older). Zach says ridiculous things to me all the time that he means to be super sweet, but come across horribly offensive, ha. I cant’ actually remember the last thing he said, but I will be sure to document it next time. SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT!! She also has a blog: http://www.thebloggess.com
The entire book was hilarious! I loved the story of the exploding diaper at the pool and the chapter involving her, a machete, and “raptors.”
I want ice cream now. Banana pudding sounds great to me! I have an older brother. He’s cool. We only used to fight when we were kids. Not so much anymore.
I hope you went out and got some ice cream!
“Let’s Pretend This Never Happened” is definitely on my reading list! I’ve always wanted a sister, but now maybe I’m glad………We just left the grocery store and didn’t get any ice cream. I may have to ask Bill to go back! 🙂
You will love that book! I bet you will be laughing all the way through it and either making Bill read or reading aloud certain parts of the book to him.
Just one correction – it is a KANKLE. It’s when your calf is the same circumference from the knee to the ankle.LUD.
It’s my blog, I’ll spell it how I want! 🙂
I remember when Logan listened to that book. I’ll have to check it out. My runs are going to get longer and maybe I’ll have to download it onto my IPod.I have two brothers – both younger, whom I love dearly.Meatier just isn’t the right word, is it?!
You definitely should because it’s a hilarious book. If you have to do a 20 mile long run as part of your training this book would be perfect.And yes, my little sister definitely could have used an adjective other than “meaty.”
Let’s Pretend This Never Happened is awesome!! I read it on Logan’s recommendation and would highly recommend it myself.I have too many siblings: two brothers (I’m a triplet) and a sister. We don’t have your typical sibling relationship, though. As in, we acknowledge each other when we see each other but don’t really talk. It’s really healthy.Last ridiculous thing said to me: I’m looking for housing in Eugene, where I’m moving, so posted a “I’m looking for housing ad” yesterday on Craigslist. I’ve gotten a lot of crazy responses, but my favorite was the 36-year-old, self-titled “educated construction worker” who said he needs a roommate because he bought a house he can’t afford, but he needs to check with his girlfriend (who doesn’t live there) about whether it’s okay for a female to move in with him. Huh? Why respond to my ad if you don’t even know whether it’s okay that I move in?
I see how it is. I recommend a book and you write a hateful blog post on it, but Logan recommends a book and you highly recommend it. Hmmpf. But really Let’s Pretend was hilarious and had me laughing out loud at certain parts (and sharing those parts with my dad and Barry). Hmmm I don’t think that construction worker is going to be the idea roommate. How strange that he sends you an email before even knowing if it’s okay.