Fell asleep about 2AM this morning watching a movie ("The Bounty Hunter" - Kinda cute. Good date movie. I've seen some crappy movies lately, so I'd give this one 3.75 stars) and was up staring at the ceiling at 5AM. I would've gotten up and ran but I was comfy and frustrated and I knew I had a bit of an adventure tonight.
Jonathan wanted to do a duathlon with biking and running tonight and I was up for the challenge! My only concern was the roads. We may live in the country, but the route we were going to take put us on a VERY busy road for about a mile. This is the very road (not the same spot, thankfully) that his sister died in a car crash on when we were all 3 in high school. Therefore, riding a bike on it made me a bit apprehensive. I got a lecture from my mom (not happy about our route), he got a lecture from his mom (definitely not happy about our route) and we got a lecture from me (nervous about our route). All was well on the bike ride for the most part. Starting off, about a mile into the ride, Jonathan ran over a freshly killed raccoon! He did not see it and almost fell off his bike. I nearly fell off mine laughing so hard. The busy road was, well, busy. It really has no shoulder for riders (especially those of us on road bikes) so I was trying to stick to the edge as best I could. I'm pretty sure I nearly got hit about 107 times... but, who's counting? We finally turn off that road and onto a not-as-busy-rolling-hill-country-road. This road is still busier than I would've liked (I prefer zero traffic) and I was thisclose to being hit by an 18-wheeler. I was cruising along quite well and was a few hundred feet in front of Jonathan, as he was on a mountain bike (I have a new love for road bikes after tonight!), when I heard a car coming up behind me FAST. I could see that another car was coming in the other direction and that this big loud thing behind me was quickly approaching. So I whipped over to the side of the road (gravel, broken glass, rough terrain - oh so good for a road bike) and then fell down into a ditch all to get away from an 18-wheeler! Scary! He slowed down about the time I fell in the quite large ditch and Jonathan chased him down and possibly told him he was #1... I don't know, I was just telling myself not to cry at that point and didn't even really pay attention to what he was doing. I got back on my bike and peddled the rest of the way to our stopping point. We turned onto a very country road for the last 4 or so miles and we rode at a nice leisurely pace side-by-side and chatted the whole time. It was nice since we didn't really get to talk much during most of the ride due to the fact that I was almost being killed. We did 10.3 miles total biking. I did pass one of my very favorite spots after the near-death experience. This is where I put in to kayak during the summer. Love it!
 Flint River
We parked our bikes, walked the 100 or so feet to the start of our run and took off. It was hot (85* when we started at 6:30PM) and humid (I'd say at least 1,438%). My calves were cramping so I stopped and stretched them about .30 into the run for just a second. Jonathan took off and added a bit extra to his run. On my way back I was very worried about him as I thought I should be able to see him if he ran to where I thought he had (he didn't) so I walked about .20 waiting to see him come into sight. He never did. After the blissful walk break I ran the rest of the route to make it an even 3.1. I then immediately started walking back down the course to look for my buddy! Can you imagine me having to tell his mom that he was hit by a car while we were running? That really is all I kept thinking about the last bit of my run. Thankfully as I crested the top of my hill, he was cresting the top of his hill, about .25 from the finish. (Did I mention that this was a very rolling hill type course that sucked after biking). I sprinted the last .10 with him to the finish. He still beat me after I had a couple minute break. Dangit. It was a pretty close battle though.
 Yep, the reflectors on my bike work.
Wow - I am smiling way too hard. That is the look of happiness due to being done. From this little jaunt today, I got my first major allergy attack of the year. I've been very fortunate thus far... until today. This one is a doozie. My eyes were swelling shut. Darn pollen. Argh... | 