This weekend my Mom & Step dad came to town to visit so D and I got to be tourists and it was super fun. Friday morning I did a three mile run with 10:30 miles. Almost ready for the Olympics. After suffering through three hours of statistics class on hierarchical linear modeling (gross) I scooped up the parental units from their campus touring and we went to the San Xavier Mission south of Tucson.
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San Xavier Mission |
Besides the usual kind of creepy factor that comes from the dark and Gothic nature of Catholic religious art it was really beautiful.
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Snake door handle to get into the mission |
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Inside the Mission |
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This appeared to be a tomb and was filled with status of Jesus. And their eyes followed you. I didn't stick around. |
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San Xavier Mission |
I didn't let D go, instead I made him stay at work. One of us has to be a functioning member of society. So while he brought home the bacon I spent some of it shopping at the gift shop. Scored some sweet Christmas presents.
On Saturday I did a 12 mile run in the morning and almost died. It was all pretty good until mile 9 and then I began to get really whinny. Since no one was around to hear it I just shuffled my way back to the car with a look of defeat on my face. For some reason I thought since Mt Lemmon wasn't that bad that 12 miles would be fine. But I didn't run continuously on Mt Lemmon and that is what I was trying to do on the long run. After I felt like a loser for awhile since 12 miles seemed so freakin hard I realized that is the farthest I have tried to run. 10 miles was my longest run for the 1/2. So go me I guess. Hopefully eventually the longer distances will start to get easier.
After laying on the floor for awhile to recover it was time to head to the Air & Space Museum. Lot of fun looking at all the planes. I think walking around also helped my legs not be as sore. We saw WWII planes, private planes, presidential planes, and the bumblebee.
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Fun plane art |
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I want one |
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Old Air Force One |
Sunday we went to the mall. D & I both scored some Christmas presents. Now we just have to wait until Christmas to wear/ use them. Tooooooo looonnnngggg.
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