Last weekend was super busy for me....but it was a fun enjoyable one. Friday was pretty low key, dinner with Megs and her momma (Palio's of course) then Tyler came over to hang (more info about Tyler to come). Saturday morning was freezing cold and ridiculous windy, so Megan and I thought it would be a great day for a long run..our longest so far. We left the house planning to run about 7 miles. We took off and kept running and running and running, by the time we got back to Megan's we were exhausted and convinced it had to be more than 7 miles. (With my luck it was probably closer to 5 or something, but I kept thinking positively) I got in my car and drove our route to get an exactly calculation and all be darn it was 8.9 miles!!! Can you even believe it? Longest run ever for me. We were stoked.
The rest of Saturday was fairly low key as well, I baby shower where I apparently "one-up'd" everyone with my handmade diaper cake! (Shown above) Then stopped by the parentals' casa for some delicious grub and to see the baby newphew.
Sunday was a treat because we did a service day with our church which involved demolition of a million dollar crack house in West Dallas. I know baller status, huh? I was awesome until I got about 3 gallons of ash, dirt and who knows what dumped all over me. That stuff was in my hair, down my shirt, in my jeans....it was a mess. So I had to get cleaned up and there were a ton of options of places to do so...NOT! So in I go to the port-o-potty. I preceded to pray for my health and safety and strong stomach as I took my shoes off and stood sock-foot in the stall. SICK! I very quickly removed and shook out every article of clothing, redressed and joined the demo crew. No one should be shocked by these events because it is totally my luck, but the day went on.
After service day, Megs and I decided to go blading to enjoy such a beautiful day. So we grabbed our skates and headed toward Irving where we ran our 10K. The trail is one of those that is a collection of short trails and its really hard to tell how long it actually is. Well, we set off to make the loop....or what we thought was a loop. After about 5 miles in POS blades, I am rocking a ginormous blister and the end of the loop is no where in sight. We asked a couple that was running how far the end was and they said that the trail was a dead end about a half a mile further. Well, crap. Now we have to get back to the car. So we turned around and kept on truckin. Megan was an awesome friend and offered to switch skates. Her's were great, but it took her about 10 yards to realize what trash mine were, so we opted to walk back. After that we noticed the main road,Now, we're looking at about 4.5 miles in sock-feet. Yikes. We walked on the trail for a while and a man offered us a ride (which we politely declined) This particular man was on the trail in jeans with no fitness equipment and looked a little out of place. After he creepily left, we noticed Riverside Dr. was really close, so we head to the main roads to walk back. Duh, the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. We walked a little ways over the grass and trash and glass and what-not on the side of the road and came across a park entrance. At this point we're in a time crunch to get back to the car in time to get to Bible study, so we're getting desparate.
Just as we're starting to panic about how the heck to get back to the car and man in a Mercedes with a bike on the back pulls up and offers us a ride. We hesitated for a minute and then accepted and jumped in. Now before you get all "Taken" or "Natalie Holloway" on us, we did some quick justification before getting in the car. The man had a bike (therefore purpose on the trail), he drove a Mercedes (killers drive vans without windows, everyone knows that) and we had seen him ride past a few times earlier. Once we got in the car, there were more positive signs, a car seat in the back (kids and safety!) and there was a coloring page featuring Bible characters! Jackpot. We had just been rescued by a God-loveing, kid-friendly, wealthy, fitness enthusist!!! He dropped us right off at our car and we made it to Bible study on time.
It was quite an adventure, but we survived. The moral of this story is buy better rollerblades and learn how far the trail is. More to come soon.
Much Love,
C
The man had a bike: He's a professional abductor. He know's the equipment he needs to look legit.
ReplyDeleteHe drove a Mercedes: He actually just stole that from another fitness enthusiast. The poor, true, fitness enthusiast was running along the trail without a care in the world. Little did he know that he wouldn't be able to find his car in about an hour.
We had seen him ride past a few times earlier: He was preying on you! What kind of kidnapper wouldn't prey on two hot, blonde girls?
Once we got in the car, there were more positive signs, a car seat in the back (kids and safety!): Deceitful. He kidnaps a lot of kids. He's a professional. He's probably realized that cops are more likely to pull you over if there is a screaming child pounding on the window in the backseat. Now, if the child is in a car seat, it's restrained.
And there was a coloring page featuring Bible characters!: This is what he lure's the children with.
Carley, let's err on the side of caution next time...