I entertained my inlaws, watched my grandson, and ran (on trails) for long-mileage on Saturday, and short on Sunday.
Sunday night, though, my son and his friends and I had a few beers and sat out in the garage. We decided to go to Costco for steaks and salad fixings, and I let my son's girlfriend drive, because she hadn't imbibed, up to that point. What a feast we assembled! And the beers were great. On tap was a Belgian homebrew of mine (Old Mill), a strong ale of mine (Drive-by Malt Liquor), and we also had a bottled version of an Abby Ale.
Monday was a kick-back and relax/recover day. I don't JUST SIT AND RELAX too often. Normally, I would run the Heart of America Marathon or something similar, on Labor Day. It was nice just to sit and chill.
I find ways to enjoy life as much as I can. Also, life's too short to treat people poorly.
I'm into long runs in the park, consuming salt, popping blisters,
eating roadkill & tree bark, and burying whiners in shallow, unmarked
graves. I also enjoy designing trail race courses that would make the
Marquis de Sade blush.
A fun time for me would include banging muddy shoes together, setting
broken bones with a machinist's vise, and duct-taping-down any part of my
body that is bleeding or just flopping-about uselessly.
What helps me to be an active trailrunner and grandpa?
1) Daily sponge baths with bovine stem cells;
2) Copious amounts of delicious & nutritious homebrewed beer; and
3) My secret elixir...Bicarbonate of Figleaf.