Let me just go ahead and shatter any illusions you may have that the title refers to my mood last week. Actually, I was sick for the first half of the week. My husband was sick the entire previous week, so I’m kinda impressed I staved off whatever he had for that long. On the plus side, being sick gave me enough time to publish not one, but two other blog posts.
Once I could breathe out of my nose again, I got in 2 short runs and a workout. Oh, by the way, that 5K I’m training for is this Saturday. I’m unconvinced that I’ve made it to PR shape. My speed workout this week was miserable, but also slightly faster than I expected, so eh. We’ll see if I can hold that pace for an entire 3.1 miles.
As for the titular activity: we drove the Beartooth Highway on Sunday. We camped near Red Lodge, MT Saturday evening, and it started raining on us almost as soon as I finished setting up the tent. We then decided to go into town and grab burgers for dinner rather than mess with building a fire and cooking in the rain. (A+ decision, would recommend.) The weather remained capricious as we drove the highway the next day, but we still had a good view at most of our stops.
I’m planning a more thorough post about the Beartooth Highway later this week. Until then, here are a few “sneak peak” photos.
And we can’t forgot Kara’s trip highlight – meeting a marmot. She also saw plenty of squirrels and chipmunks. It would have been doggie heaven, if the mean humans hadn’t prevented her from chasing them.
What’s the highest road you’ve driven?
What’s cutest – marmots, squirrels, or chipmunks?