The One About My Wisconsin Adventures, Volume One

 

 

On Friday Squishy and I boarded a BART train to San Francisco International Airport, to fly to St. Paul and visit my family.

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As usual, Squish was very excited.

We got to the airport and through security quickly and with little issues. Except for Squish taking off and darting through the body scanner while I was trying to fold up the stroller to go through security. One of the TSA guys nabbed him on the other side. Then I forgot to take my net book out of my backpack, so they had to run my bag through the x-ray again. Good thing I was a single parent travelling with an overexcited, over-sugared toddler. The TSA people were very accommodating and sympathetic to my forgetfulness.

Momma needed her coffee, and I was surprised and slightly tempted by the cafe’s bakery display.

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Then I let Squish tear around in the almost-empty terminal to burn some energy off.

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Duty-free, yay! Closed at 8 am? Boo!

The flight was smooth and uneventful. Squish was distracted by eating puff treats and giving his toy phone to other passengers to take a call for him.

We got to my folks’ house in Wisconsin late afternoon. While I “helped” mom fix up dinner,

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(this is how I help) Grampa showed Squish how to play the drums.

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That right there is every parent’s dream.

The cool thing (well, one of them) about my folks’ house is they live a short distance away from Willow River State Park, a really nice little state park with lots of trails, a lake fit for swimming and fishing, and a beautiful waterfall. Dad and I headed out there Saturday morning so I could do my 4-mile run on some actual trails, as opposed to busy city streets with lots of traffic to keep me from my pace.

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Check out the huge chunk of river foam. That’s nasty.

It was a really nice day for a run, and not as hot as I expected. I even bought a new running top in anticipation for hot temps.

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I can’t duck face. But I’m sweating like a thug.

I forgot my sunglasses so my dad loaned me a hat. With the hat on I couldn’t take in all of the beautiful trees and scenery, so when I was in the shade of the trees I would turn it around. And look ridiculous.

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However no one can see my nonsense here. I got my run on, and it was awesome.Image

Slow, but awesome. Hills kick my butt, yo.

Then I had a snack.

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Then lunch.

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Baby spinach, salad greens, salmon, olive oil, and some of that crunchy salad toppings that come in a little shake jar.

I think I’ve inundated you enough with pointless weekend details for one post. Coming up in Volume 2: Labor Day Weekend Adventures – my 6 or 7.5 mile run, and a million little cupcakes.

 

 

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2 thoughts on “The One About My Wisconsin Adventures, Volume One

  1. Glad you’re having fun in Minnesota! I’m sure it’s a nice change from the constant traffic and sounds from SF.

    PS: Your dad seems like such a bad ass! I don’t know if it’s just the picture but the lights make it seem like their practicing their set list for their next tour date. 😉

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