I got my cookie that I wanted.
The lady who did the food presentation yesterday was great. She brough five random boxed lunches for three of us. We all dug in. I’m a big fan of the Turkey Bacon Bravo. And the BBQ Chicken Salad. And, of course, the cookies.
Ah the perks of my job. Sometimes they’re justs wonderful. Free lunch just tastes better. Always.
Now that I’m constantly hitting the trail, I watch the weather pretty closely. And I swear at 3:00 yesterday afternoon, thunderstorms popped into today’s forecast out of nowhere. Being as how I’m a flexible kind of gal, I just switched up some days. Instead of cross training last night, I ran outside while I could.
It’s unfortunate I had to do that. Because my legs felt like lead. It was one of those days. I know we all have them. Clearly, I just had to slow down and enjoy my surroundings. A crap run is still a run down in my book. I saw deer on the trail. I saw a family of geese- the little ones were so cute it almost made me forget about why I hate damn geese so much. I saw a girl in a stroller who seriously looked like a cabbage patch doll. Sure, cabbage patch dolls are sort of ugly, but I assure you, this baby was not. She was really working it. And was adorable on all accounts. I also found it amusing how, even when you’re outside with open air all around you, that you can still smell the horrific body odor of a sweaty gross man who passed you 10 seconds earlier. Sick. I also picked out a couple gnats from my hairline afterwards. They probably drowned in my sweat. Double sick.
To make me feel better about my lackluster three miles (at an 8:40 pace- nothing to cry about, but not what I like to report, either) I did The Shred when I got home. This sort of made me feel better. And really wore me down at the same time. Level 2. I took a shower immediately after. Because I wasn’t going to let my sweaty ass sit on my couch without doing so. Dinner was pretty simple. Again, I had some serious snackage pre-run, so I kept smaller with a breakfast burrito. Eggs, spinach, and mushrooms. Nothing fancy. Just tasty. Then, I was prepping today’s lunch and snuck some zucchini for myself. Veggie power…
So you know how I mentioned I have friends coming this weekend? They’re all guys. All of them. My lovely Annie who is also part of the Mizzou group of kids I hang with will be out of town. So it’s just me. And the boys. Do I have a problem with this? Not really. I dated one of them for three years, so I’m actually quite used to hanging out with just the boys (often I’d have to drag my girlfriends over to the bf’s house on the weekends back in the day so I could get some more estrogen in the room). And it’s not like I’m sitting there just soaking in the fact that I’m the only female- the majority of them are like my brothers and we treat each other as such. And some of them I even talk to like I talk to my girlfriends (because really- I have no filter). It’s like that.
My only problem with this is that often other girls outside of the core group think I’m a girl hater. This is soooo not true. It just so happened a lot of times my other girlfriends had plans. Or didn’t want to hang out. Simple as that. I prefer having chicks in the group. I’m even hoping a few randomly pop in at some point over the weekend. Because then I can talk about Sex and the City 2 without feeling like an idiot.
I do, however, now have a few rules about hanging out with all guys. I often just meet them out and don’t meet up before. This is sometimes shooting myself in the foot when they don’t go out until midnight because they pre-party way too long. And my thing is, if I’m the only one that’ll be wearing a bra in the room, I’m not going. No need to be THAT girl- I try to keep distance from myself and that classification. Do any of you guys have this issue? Do you ever feel like you’re cock-blocking (for lack of a better term)?
This would all be so much simpler if the majority of the Mizzou girls didn’t live in St. Louis…
I’m crossing my fingers that one of the guys’ girlfriend shows up. We’ll be outnumbered together.
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