Last night I had such a great night out with friends. When Allie told me that Katie was coming into Manchester for dinner, she asked if I wanted to come. I asked where they were going, and when Al said she didn’t know, I JUMPED at the chance to hit up The Farm, and quickly offered my recommendation.
They easily agreed, and I easily agreed to go.
Around 6:30 Kenney and Katie arrived to our apartment, and after several minutes of chatting, and showing them our place, we squished into Allie’s SUV and headed downtown. There were two young guys on motorcycles next to us, and we made comments about how they were trying to appear to be cool. Well, one guy took off too fast after a red light, and ended up taking an incredibly nasty spill. I only saw sparks screaming across the road and the biker slide across his lane. Since Katie and Kenney are first responders (actually, that’s Dr. Katie now!), they both ran out to see if he was okay. Luckily, the biker tucked and rolled, and didn’t hit his head (no helmet!), and probably only suffered road burn on his side. I hope he’s okay!
After the brief hiatus on our trip, we finally made it to The Farm 5 minutes later.
I already knew what I was going to order, so I was able to spend my time chatting away with Kenney and getting to know him, but when my burger came out, I meant business.
I ordered the DTF Junior Burger, which was a 5 oz. Angus ground chuck with lettuce and tomato (I held off on the Route 22 sauce), and instead of fries, I ordered a side of butternut squash, which was par at best. My burger was SO whimpy and looked like the size of a McDonald’s burger. I forgot the last time I ordered this back with Mark that it was so small. I really wanted a burger the size of my face.
It was still a great first meal after battling the stomach bug for 4 days!
Katie was wonderful and let me enjoy the pound of fries she had on her plate. She pawned them off on Allie and Kenney as well, and mentioned that when the waiter came back, he’d probably think she was a fat ass for clearing her plate.
After enough fries, I sat back in pain, and it was then that Allie told me we were getting fro-yo after. Apparently she forgot to tell me not to eat a lot. While everyone else enjoyed a big bowl of fro-yo, I went for 2 free samples and watched them eat their glorious creations. I was too stubborn to throw down money when I was too full to enjoy it.
Day from hell since 4 am. The cats started a war outside of my door from 4-5 am. My alarm was scheduled for 5. Knowing they kept me from sleep, I reset it for 5:10, and then finally for 5:45. Once the cats were finally done playing at 5, the birds started chirping outside of my window. Seriously. I couldn’t win.
I finally woke up, packed clothes and food for work, enjoyed some grapefruit, and hit the road for the gym.
I enjoyed a slow 4 mile run and half mile walk this am, and finished up my workout with a little core work. I’m still easing back into my running, and didn’t want to push myself with a too-fast pace. I think I did something to the outside of my knee though because it hurts. I’ve never had runners knee, so I’m hoping it’s not that.
On my way into work, I enjoyed half a scoop of chocolate protein mixed with 10 oz of almond milk, downed an applesauce after my shower, and then an hour later enjoyed an egg scramble sandwich.
2 egg whites, 1 egg and a pinch of shredded cheese went into this sandwich. My appetite is roaring today and making up for the past 4 days, so this sucker hit the spot.
I was going to take a Reps & Sets class this evening and play tennis with Jenny tomorrow, but since it’s going to rain tomorrow and I’d rather gossip with Jenny, I asked if she wanted to play today instead. I cannot wait. Gossip tennis is my favorite way of playing tennis. All you do is talk about people you know, their life, our life, our drama, guy drama, and hit balls around. You should try it sometime. 🙂