Oh what a weekend that I will never forget! One that gave me a great “remember when” story to remember for a lifetime. That didn’t happen until Saturday, but on Friday, we had our big Halloween party at work, where I rocked the cracked in the head look. That crap was on my face for only three hours and it made my chin break out like a mother!
I spent Halloween night handing out candy to the thirteen kids that stopped by. Such a wild night, but I wanted a lazy night since I was going to be getting up at 6 am to go to Lindsay’s 1/2 marathon.
This was a huge day for my best friend, as she was running her first 1/2 marathon. For months I have been persistent on being at the race and also driving her an hour to the location, since no one running a big race like that should ever have to drive themselves. So, I was awake at 6, and picked Lindsay up for 7:20. I parked my car right in her driveway, and went inside to get her.
A minute later we went into my car, and as I went to turn my car on, it wouldn’t. Yup, my car died in her driveway. I was freaking out because not only did it die, but I was blocking HER car in her garage. How the hell was she going to get to her race?! You know you have a true friend when she will get out and try to push your car, when she has a 1/2 to run in less than 2 hours. I was able to put my car in reverse and get it to roll backwards enough to allow her to back her car out of her garage.
We couldn’t leave my car half in the street, so after a few minutes of persuasion, I was able to convince Lindsay to leave me at her house and for her to drive to her race. I felt like such an awful friend letting her down, and she felt awful leaving me there.
A new car battery later, and I was able to drive the hour to the race and see her finish. When I saw Lindsay round the corner towards the line, I jumped out and screamed her name. She was so surprised to see me there, but I kept my promise of being there.
Lauren also surprised her before the race, and actually made Lindsay cry. Thank goodness Lauren planned on surprising her, because at least she knew she had support at the race. This girl dominated her first 1/2 in 2:04:59! So proud of her!!
I made it back home around 1:30, and headed back out with my Mom to go look for cats to adopt. We found our sweet new girl at the second shelter we visited. This little cutie is coming home with us on Tuesday. Nessie, 4 years old. Love!!
The rest of my Saturday night was spent with a failed trip to the gym. Aka, I drove towards the gym but ended up just grocery shopping instead. After that, I made it home, showered for the first time all day at 7 pm (feel like I’m in college again), and then spent my night eating candy corn in bed while watching a new Christmas movie on the Hallmark Channel. This is what my winter nights consist of, which is why it’s good to be single during the holiday season. –> watch all the Christmas movies I want.
Thank goodness for an extra hour of sleep because I got to sleep in and still get to the gym early around 8. I love early weekend workouts because around 7/8 it’s still a relatively quite, and there’s no competition for a treadmill. After a 5.25 mile run, I hit the stair master. I read in a running magazine that if you run and then go on the stairs, it will make you get used to climbing/hills on tired legs. I quit after 7 minutes because I was so hungry… and because that shit is hard!
I went home and quickly demolished breakfast. Sweet potato hash, 1 apple chicken sausage, 2 dippy eggs, and a slice of toast with roasted red pepper hoummus. Unreal!
Other Sunday activities included going down the street to watch my Dad and Kip compete in the agility competition. Love this dog!
Peanut butter protein shake while reading the Sunday flyers. <3 cutting coupons.
And then I blogged and watched football the rest of the day.