Thanks for taking pity on my attempt at the long run. You guys are right- 6 miles are still awesome. But I wanted that 7th and 8th so bad! I really had a hard time deciding to stop. But it was either that or start taking walk breaks every quarter-mile. And that thought was just miserable.
But that’s behind us now. Today is a new day. And I’m about to give it another go. After I post this and give myself a pep talk. In the bathroom mirror.
“… and gosh darnit people like you…”
Wait… let’s get back on track.
After a recovery period that included Waiting for Superman and a few SNL reruns, I woke up on Sunday feeling awesome. Or at least ordinary. Seriously guys- Friday night’s shenanigans left me hurting. Even my friend let out an “aaaawwwww” as he walked in on Saturday night when usually he just points and laughs. Could have been the fact that I was buried under multiple blankets with no makeup on and a massive glass of water on the coffee table. If that doesn’t say “pity me”, I don’t know what does.
Either way, Sunday morning brought promise. Until I had a sip of coffee. Bleh.
My coffee maker had been on the fritz for quite some time. But enough is enough. I sipped the rest of it slowly while browsing the Sunday ads for kitchen appliance sales.
Coincidently, Mon texted me about her plans to hit Target at some point before we go to dinner later. I invited myself along. All that was on the list was a coffee maker and face wash.
As we entered the aisle, Mon goes “oh! I still have the old one I had before my Keurig. Just take that one.”
Went in for 2 things. Left with 15.
You got me again, Target. You got me again…
Later on, after a quick Shred and elliptical workout, Mon and I had an early dinner at Salsa 17 to use another one of our Groupon purchases. Sure, the first time we used it, there was a bad taste left in our mouths with the crowds and lackluster service. But we still had another Groupon that needed to be used. Why not go at on off time? Like 3:00 in the afternoon?
Donald Glover leaves me in hysterics every week.
Anyway, after a lovely dinner that was exactly like the last time we went (those enchiladas are freakin’ delish), we retreated back home to watch Red and break into the chocolates.Sorry about the mess. I love that you can see the sweat pants I wear over my gym clothes. They were drying out because I had to walk through a down pour… stupid rain.
But anyways, waiting even 6 hours from when I bought the chocolate was a big deal.Aaaahhhh…. I love discount holiday candy. We took down all the caramels. The truffles were pretty much left behind. Not that I don’t like truffles (because I do!), I just prefer the caramels more…
I also love sleeping in. Until 7:30. Weeeeee!
And that coffee maker Mon mentioned? Put to use right away.Because I named my crock pot, it only seemed fair the coffee maker gets a name. This is Sophie. She’s french. And is quite the barista.
So cheers! And happy Monday!
Off I go…