All in all, it was better than I expected. After gymnastics, A. and I headed over to our local running store. I found my shoes, Mizuno Wave Creation 7, actually marked down since they were last year's model. I was tickled pink, literally, because the shoes have pink on them. Every year shoe companies modify each style and I hated to let my pink shoes go. Ha! Not yet! Woo. And hoo.
I also ordered the newer Mizuno Wave Creation 8 in my size. No longer pink, but a passable silver and yellow. My plan is to alternate my shoes between weekday and longer Saturday runs. A. hugged the sales lady who was completely caught off guard by the joy that is A. She has cats, not children. Oh well. A. only ran on the treadmill once, tried to readjust the video camera, rearrange one small display, and jumped off their bleachers twice. Not bad for 15 minutes.
In a bold move, we ventured down the shopping center to a Mediterranean restaurant for lunch. It's fun to try different types of food from time to time. I want A. to try new things too and realize that a nugget is not her only option. The presentation of the veggie sampler did not impress her 3.5 year old palate. She decided that grape leaves and baba ghanouj were ick, falafel was passable, and pita bread was the best. We tried. Oh, um...yeah, I knocked my tea over and tried to leave with my head held high with the wet marks down my shirt and of course...crotch. Good times.