Since I am in taper mode, I had what I would consider a normal weekend. Saw friends…hung out with my husband…did nothing involving a three or four hour workout. It was a nice change. After sleeping in on Saturday morning, I spent the afternoon hiking with my friend, Meg. Well, after I found her…who knew there were three or four entrances to Windy Hill? And two roads in close proximity to each other with the same name. Once we found each other, we had a great time exploring some new trails on a beautiful day.
Saturday night, I went to dinner with Meg and some other friends. She started a book club, which is great – I love to read and don’t do it nearly enough anymore. However, time got away from me and I haven’t even gotten the book we were supposed to read, much less read any of it. As it turns out, I wasn’t the only one who had gotten behind due to life, and we decided to meet for dinner anyway.
Since the book was about Peru, we decided to have dinner at a Peruvian restaurant down on the Embarcadero, La Mar. Dinner was delicious, I has some sort of steak dish with fries and other stuff. I also had several bites of Meg’s food, since that’s what was put in front of me first. Oops. What happens when you don’t really understand the food you’re ordering. Luckily, they brought her a brand new food and all was well. We enjoyed the food and wine, and chose our next book. Really looking forward to getting back into reading, especially with friends.
Then it was on to my Uber adventure home. I’m the first to admit I have a horrible sense of direction, but this guy…this guy was in a league of his own. As he’s picking me up, another couple hops out of the car…the lady says to me, ‘he picked up the wrong people….’. That should have been my first clue, as we then proceeded to drive all over the city before we got to the Tavern in Noe Valley. After my tour of San Francisco – Pac Heights, North Beach, USF, the Castro….and finally to the Tavern where I had planned to meet Brian a half hour earlier. But, I got there, we got to watch the amazing end of the Warrior’s game, and have a few drinks….all’s well that ends well, I suppose.
And, today, rather than go exercise for four hours, we hung out like normal people. Haha. We tried a new (to me) place for brunch on the edge of Noe Valley. Delicious French Toast and mimosas and breakfast potatoes. Then we went shoe shopping….yay for new running shoes. Even though I had to order them since they didn’t have my size, but they’re on their way and should be here by the end of the week. Then we went to get food for the snake….so close to being normal….haha.
And, now on to the countdowns….
Days ’til Way Too Cool – 6
Number of Orange Theory Classes before Way Too Cool – 1
Number of Days at 24-Hour Fitness before Way Too Cool – 2
Weeks ’til Lake Sonoma – 6
Where has the time gone? On one hand, it feels like this has been the longest month ever…it was still less than one month ago that we bought the new dinning room table. But, I really can’t believe it’s going to be March next week. And, with March comes Way Too Cool….a race I’m way more nervous for than I should be….
I’m worried about getting there since I can’t plan to leave work early to miss traffic….hopefully all of the reports that day come in early. But, regardless, if I end up leaving late, I can pick up dinner from Amici’s and eat before I leave, and just worry about getting to Auburn, rather than finding food along the way or once I get there. Or, hold out hope that I can leave early enough to pick-up my bib before pick-up closes Friday night and get an extra half hour of sleep the next morning.
I’m worried about the race itself since I didn’t finish any of the races I started in 2015. Looking at the course and my previous times, I should be fine…but, I’ll feel much better after I actually run it. And, at this time next week, it will be over.
I keep telling myself it will all work out in the end. I’ll have an amazing race – feel great, have fun, and get a frog cupcake at the end. Then sleep ’til noon the next day. Rest for a week and start gearing up for my next adventure…..
Because, after all of that…there’s still the beast that is Lake Sonoma….