Taking a Break
This past weekend Mom, Dad, Roger and I took advantage of the nice weather and went for our first hike of the season. We are very fortunate to live in the heart of Michaux State Forest which the Appalachian Trail crosses. With barely breaking a sweat, we logged 4.6 miles. Roger thinks that's 9.2 in Frenchie miles because of his legs are only half the length of mine. I tried to explain to him that it doesn't work that way, but reasoning with a bull head is like talking to a brick wall.
With our first trip to the OBX just around the corner, Thelma Lou needs to start getting into shape (besides round) so that she can fit into her itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini. However, a hike of that length would've killed her. As soon as we get some nice weather during the week, we'll help Thelma Lou work off her extra winter weight by taking short walks around Carlisle while practicing our street smart skills.
TL in her itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini
After our walk, we hopped in Mini Pearl, Mom's Scion iQ and headed to our kissin' cousin Carly's house and had a grand time racing around her backyard.
Illustrating the generous amount of room in the Scion iQ
Roger calls shotgun for the ride