My children found cheese.

Apparently my kids went to church when they stayed home with my mom Kona-weekend. There was an awesome conversation at our house:

Sky, out of nowhere, declares: Cheesus has orange hair.
Wyatt: Cheese doesn't have hair, Sky.
Sky: I said, Cheesus has orange hair.
Wyatt: You mean Jesus?
Sky: NO, Wyatt, CHEESUS! I saw him at church with Nan.
The whole conservation leaves a really confusing image in my brain. One involving a cheeto.

This weekend has been full of awesomeness:

I agreed to ride my bike - then got rained out. I think I'll try again next week. Or the week after, or maybe in March. This is the current view from my porch.. two whole mountains have disappeared.

So I took Sky to see High School Musical 3. There is nothing I like less than a musical. The whole bursting into song - yet somehow still maintaining coolness thing does not work for me. It's one or the other, people. Within 5 minutes, my phone fell out of my pocket and onto the floor, invisible until the lights came back on. 10 minutes later Sky was curled up in my lap, sound asleep. Leaving me all alone, trapped by my phone. Turns out Troy Bolton is dreamy..

Then I did the thing I've always wanted to do in the Niketown 30k: I ran the first ten miles, then cruised on home. I'm not recovered enough for 18.6 miles, but 10 at marathon pace followed by 4 easy miles up the hill to my house sounded about right. Rams told me to run the first 5 in 30 minutes, just to mess with people.. but even though I like evil plans, I don't think my legs could do that right now. I ran 10 pretty comfortably in 71 minutes. My legs were happy, my breathing was in control.. but my ave HR was 179. Apparently my heart has not recovered. I have a marathon in 2 weeks. In Vegas. Recover, body!