Maybe it didn't bother me because DLS isn't really that big of a deal or maybe it's because
I'M GOING TO FLORIDA TODAY AND DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE!
Needless to say, there are LOTS of last-minute preparations to be done before we head out tonight, and I'm being extra cautious with my packing/planning because Saturday night I had a dream that I showed up in Orlando without my clothes, cell phone charger or camera.
That being said, I'm going to give you guys a quick and dirty weekend recap before I bid you adieu and proceed to over-stuff my suitcase with clean underwear and makeup.
Friday night: Clay and I met Dan and Emily at the Malibu Grill for dinner and drinks. I ordered the wedge salad and a Thai chicken pizza that was definitely worth writing home about, but I didn't snap any pictures of my food because well, I was too busy eating it. Bonus? The restaurant sells champagne by the glass and a glass was only about a dollar more expensive than a Diet Coke. I'm not very good at math, but that's the kind of numbers situation where everyone involved comes out a winner.
Oh yeah, and the company was awesome. :) Dan and Emily recently embarked on a new healthy lifestyle that includes lots and lots of home-juicing and I gotta say, they both look amazing! They're smaller, brighter and happier!
|Check out those sweet tanned thighs.|
Saturday morning I woke up slightly earlier than normal so I could complete my long run before I started my equally long list of errands. I opted to stick to the trails this time around and I don't know why this happens, but I actually felt more exhausted and sore than when I run my hilly route. I'm not sure if the long stretches of flat surface aggravate my hips because my body is literally locked in one range of motion, but my bones and joints absolutely ache afterwards. But the good news? Zero nausea. I took a shot of salt before and after my run and in addition to sipping on water every 20 minutes during my workout, I sucked on a few pieces of Swedish Fish candy after mile 8. I recently read an article that said you should absolutely take some sort of fuel with you if running any longer than an hour. I've never snacked during a run before and let me tell ya, it made ALL the difference!
|It's still ugly and brown, but hey! It was WARM!|
|12.25 miles down!|
While my hair color set (I get subtle low-lights added to the crown of my head in an effort to create a rich, darker brown that's more closely aligned with my natural hair color), my stylist kindly offered to give me a pedicure. So by the time I emerged from the salon just a few hours later, I felt pampered, refreshed and pretty. She even used a new root lifter that gave my hair the perfect amount of "oomfph!" in the back.
Early Sunday afternoon I went to the trail yet again, but this time to meet Maria for my 3-mile recovery workout. We ran 3.5 miles together, once again chatting away and totally losing track of both time and distance. The sun was shining, the weather was warm—it was perfect!
(And while we were perusing the shelves at Half-Priced Books, I found a copy of She's Come Undone for only $.50 and convinced Maria she had to buy it. It's still one of my absolute favorite books and I'm itching for the chance to talk about it in-depth with someone!)
Our next book club read is called Suite Francaise and, if I remember anything from all of my years of French classes, I think the translation is basically "a collection of French stories". The book follows a group of men and woman thrown together during the Nazi occupation n 1940. I find World War II history fascinating and I think this going to be an amazing read simply because the author herself was deported to Auschwitz in 1942 and this novel wasn't found until decades later.
And I might have even cried a little.
Okay, I did cry a little.
It was a long day.
And cake makes me emotional.
But just because the cake was ugly and sad didn't mean that it didn't taste awesome. Clay and I stood over the battered cake with forks and dug into the mess, smearing chocolate icing all over our faces and pretty much every surface in our kitchen. It was the most heavenly mess I've ever eaten.
Meh, you can't win them all.
And then of course there was the not-so-small matter of IU beating Michigan and earning the title of the 2012-2013 Big Ten Champions! The last few seconds of the game were heart-attack inducing at best, but the boys pulled off a (sloppy) victory and the whole state is booming with Hoosier Pride. And Oladipo tearing up and embracing Coach Crean during the celebration? Priceless.