Sometimes, every thing is against me when it comes to getting out for a run. Today, I missed running group but had an itty bitty silly little window of opportunity to squeeze in a run. Thank goodness I have a homeless man living in my car, because I had all of this at the ready:
1. my giant double jogger.
2. a bag of running clothes from a few failed attempts at running this week.
3. a bag of diapers left over from going out of town this past weekend
4. Bug's training potty. It's always in there. Even homeless men have to pee.
5. A box of Capris Sun. Left over from...something, I don't remember what.
6. A few squeeze pouches of baby food. Homeless men have to eat and they only eat ORGANIC BABY FOOD IN SQUEEZE POUCHES.
7. A canister of Gerber cheese poofs.
8. An outfit for each girl.
That's pretty much all you need when it comes to pushing two toddlers along on a run. Erp, and you also need:
9. Your iPhone so Bug can play Toca Boca House.
10. A plain hamburger from Wendy's.
11. Two juice boxes from Wendy's.
12. Two binkies because once they start asking for binkies, they won't stop until they have one.
Bug refused to use the potty before we left for our run, so with a hamburger in one set of baby hands and a squeeze pouch of bananas in the other set, cheese poof canister, juice boxes, extra Capris Sun's stored underneath, we set off. Bee opted to go au naturale and just wore her diaper. The homeless man gets to hold on to the baby clothes for another day. Maybe when his family visits.
Bug said hello to everyone we passed. She told me that she was doing a very good job of saying hello to everyone. I couldn't argue with that. She ate her burger and then started throwing out pieces of it "for the birds". Then, I heard "uh-oh, my burger!!" and I realized that Bug dropped the remaining quarter of burger 10 yards back. The weird thing: it was gone on the return trip.
Bee just enjoyed the ride. She sang a song and was content to try to figure out how her buckles worked.
Despite a few stops for juice boxes/new juice boxes/fixing overly-curved straws of juice boxes, the run went well. Oooh, well, Bug said she had to pee the last .8, and I had no idea what to do. I just asked her to please hold it and we were almost there. She made it back to the car and to her potty. What was I supposed to do? I guess I should be bringing her training potty with me? Maybe get a camping potty that folds up?
I went 4 miles in 46:50 or so.