Monday, July 26, 2010

A Sunday morning run...

Yesterday morning Steve and I went on a little 18 km run. I thought I'd join him to keep him company and yell at him to hurry up when he dropped back. "C'mon Dude! My Grandma runs faster than you!", you know stuff like that...
It seemed to work a charm. I think he's a bit scared of me;)
It was so pretty along the Yarra river, I couldn't help but take breaks and snap photos.
Steve wasn't allowed to take breaks. Not on my watch. NOT ON MY WATCH!
Oh, did I mention that I was riding my bike the whole time? Sorry, yeah. See, I get out of breath running to answer the phone! I'm a terrible runner but love a good bike ride. It's the perfect way for Steve and I to exercise together! He runs like the Ironman-to-be that he is and I bike beside him and yell occasionally but only for fun. He's too cute to yell at for real:)

4 comments:

Skate said...

Gosh those photos are amazing! Gorgeous, crisp images and rich colours.

Kaserine said...

I was thinking in my head, holy crap Cari is running 18 k?!? I can't even run around the block. She's incredible!
You totally got me! Thanks for the laugh! :-)

George said...

Yup. Hooked me too...good one!LOL.
Geo

Clotilde said...

I kept wondering whether you were following in the car or on your bike!

Great to hear your bike is fixed after the bum slapping accident!