“Sunday coffee sounds perfect. Can we do earlier on Sunday?”
“Sure… uh… what time exactly is early?”
“11 or 11:30?”
“Perfect! I was really nervous ‘early’ was going to mean 8:00 and I would have shown up looking pretty rough…”
“Trust me, I would have too! I know how your weekends go… there are rules to follow!”
This girl totally gets me.
Which is why she is awesome.
Sarena from Non-Dairy Queen happened to be in Chicago with her husband all weekend and was darling enough to meet up with me for coffee and girly gossip before they headed back home!
If you’ve ever read her blog, you know she’s a sweetheart.
If you’ve ever read mine, you know I’m a…
I’m honestly not sure. Guess you could fill in the blank. Many answers would be acceptable. Either way, I was excited she wanted to hang out.
We chatted away nonstop over coffee. Luckily, she didn’t judge me and the massive breakfast burrito I ordered to cure my grogginess from the late night before.
Because not all nights are low profile…
After sadly getting ready to leave and hugging like 10 times, we parted ways.
She had plans for the day and I had a mission to beat the rain home.
However, as the girl who is easily distracted, I made a quick pit stop on the way back to the train stop.
“Agora” is definitely one of our creepier sculptures. But still kind of cool to see because of how big it is (over 100 9-foot headless men).
Afterwards, I retreated back to my respective spot on the couch to watch Girl With the Dragon Tattoo.
You guys were right. Don’t watch with kids or parents.
As disturbing as it was, I still slept like a rock. Exhaustion trumped fear. Which is good. The early morning workout was calling my name.
After some resistance training via the windy walk to the gym, I did my standard routine as of late, which includes 22 minutes on the stairmill and 20 minutes on the elliptical. Followed by a visit to the big bad weight room to
pretend to know what I’m doing do a few random arm and ab machines/free weights.
On the walk back home, I noticed the increase in the amount of runners hitting the streets.
I then noticed how much I’ve been missing my regular outdoor running.
I should do something about this.
Tomorrow, of course. I’ll let the kids in Boston do all the work today. Good luck, everyone!