Yesterday we met at the big rocks by the trail and we brought our mats. The sun was warm, the sky was clear, and we had just overindulged in cookies and coffees. So we ran to the bridge and back, did push ups with our feet high on the rocks, planked, ran down and back again, box jumps, more push ups, squats, ran, ran the stairs too this time, step ups, pours, more running, and then we stretched our bodies for a good long while because we are not the girls those high school boys on long boards thought we were when they whistled and hollered and grinned at us from the trail.
Husband got home a couple minutes later and we pulled the bikes from the shed promising ourselves that we wouldn't do any training, and we rode long and slow through all of our favorite parts of town, said hello to all of our favorite houses, mine: the beachy blue one and a separate apartment in back. His: sand brown and modern with a small lawn, large patio. We rode down to the beach and then to the river and out to the park where he told me how the trees were all new and babies when he played baseball there and I laughed and called him an old man and he nodded.
We got home and I reminded him that it was taco tuesday at our favorite dive bar outside the town and he called up our friends while I hopped in the shower. We picked them up and drove the 14 miles of river side highway and we ate piles of tacos and fries and then hurried out back to watch grown men race remote cars around a dirt track, pull beers from the cooler behind the stands, yell at the little girl in cowboy boots to flip the cars back over and then pay her off with dollar bills and pats on the head.
Later that night, back home, we pulled the ice cream from the freezer, boiled fudge on the stove and caramel sauce and we sat on the couch watching a show we're both fascinated with but not quite hooked on while we scraped those bowls clean. He repeated things twice to me, laughed at my sugar crash and my root beer craving. I didn't do the dishes. I didn't floss my teeth. I left clothes everywhere.
Because yesterday was summer.
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