This was a lazy week for me. A combination of factors zapped any motivation to workout. First, there was the trauma of Wednesday’s sad turn of vacation events. Second, I played hostess to candidates for an open position in our office, four of them for full-day interviews. By the time I got home each evening, I was just ready to crash.
Since the laziness extended into Saturday, today was about getting back on track. Jason and I started our day with a 2-mile run. Then, since it’s Sunday, we headed out of town for our weekly hike.
We didn’t go far by vehicle and didn’t get far on foot. We checked the radar en route to the trailhead only to discover a huge blob of green, yellow, and red headed our way. Only about a half mile into the hike, we heard the first rumble of thunder. We promptly turned around. It was while we were out, though.
Middle of nowhere.
The signs aren’t very unique 
The woods were thick along this portion of the trail.
Flowers galore.
The photos got a little blurry. No time to stop.
As a point of reference, the Ice Age Trail shelter we checked out a few weeks ago is on top of this hill…
Jason and I are invited to a friend’s for a bonfire this evening. I hope the rain passes in time for that to still happen. If it doesn’t, at least we got to see Jason’s Grandpa’s burn pile going up in flames 
(Yay for fun with instagr.am 
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