Two non-running posts in one week? WHAT?
It seems like every Sunday night I’m either laying in a heap of exhausted mess wishing for an extra day to recover from the weekend, or scrambling around to do something productive so I don’t go to bed feeling like a 52 hour bum with nothing to show for my time off other than a butt print on the couch.
This weekend I didn’t cross a million things off my todo list, and I spent a significant amount of time laying around doing absolutely nothing. But I’m content with it, because the stuff that I DID do was pretty awesome.
Quality, not quantity, weekender.
After falling asleep on the couch after work and watching There’s Something About Mary Friday, I got up early to meet my long-lost friend Margot and my NuunHTC-vanmate/bracelet-handoff’er Jocelyn for a 10 miler on the Long Beach bike path.
Great company, awesome weather, and double digits — even though the miles weren’t necessarily easy, it was a killer run. Pavement-pounding friends definitely make the world better.
Legs Up the Wall ala Jas Yoga
Did my post-injury due diligence (ice, stretch, roll, etc) when Bri proposed a dinner and a movie date. For the record, I HATE GOING TO THE MOVIES. I hate feeling trapped somewhere doing something I might not enjoy. Movie sucks? Can’t really go in the next room and do something else. And they’ve got all those stuffy rules about not being on your phone in the theater so it’s not even like I could entertain myself on Twitter or Bejeweled during the boring parts.
BUT, we’ve had a stack of free movie passes for months and have both been wanting to witness all the Django hype first-hand, so I put my socio-OCD anxiety away for a minute and we headed out. I even put on real clothes.
any idea why the flash on my iphone makes an over-exposed circle in the bottom left corner? every dang time…
Unfortunately (?) we got lost in conversation (and a pitcher of Coronado Idiot IPA) and totally missed the movie. Oh well. It was too fun laughing about bad college decisions, dreaming up new tattoos, and in-depth budget planning (wait what?) to pay attention to the time and Leo Tarantino will be in the Redbox down the street in no time so whatever.
Pitfire Pizza – ohgodyeswewillbeback
After raging all night (jk was asleep before 11pm) I woke up and headed to Hand & Stone Spa for a sports massage. Heck yes preventative training practices. Also, heck yes Christmas gift certificates.
Bringing the weekend full-circle, I came home on a cloud telling Brian all about how monthly massages need to be part of my training and he kindly reminded me of the “budget talk” just 12 hours earlier and “if I have to cut back on Starbucks you sure as hell can’t spend $80 a month to get your legs rubbed out.”
And then I sat in the corner with my foam roller and Tigertail and cried about how unfair life is.
- Seen Django? Should I suck it up and go, or wait?
- Any certified massotherapists looking to trade services for rent? We have a spare room and I think that fits into the “budget”…