Saturday night I said to my mom: “Today was the best day.” Bold statement, but I meant it. I didn’t have any huge plans and the things I ended up doing were simple, random minute activities. Sometimes those are the best things. It was the quintessential summer weekend and I want to repeat it every week.
Friday: Lazy night at home with my sister. I repeat my statement from last week that nothing is more appealing after an exhausting week than
binge watching Friends on the couch.
Saturday: I woke up early-ish and went to my usual Saturday Body Pump. After years of doing Body Pump I still cannot up my weight for the bicep track. Every single class the bicep track is so hard for me! I think it’s because the movements, especially full-range singles, can be so fast that it makes it feel harder? Not too sure but that’s what I tell myself to make me feel better
I drove straight from Body Pump to meet my sister at a yoga class. It was her first yoga class ever so I went to the intro class with her. We loved the class and had an extra-long savasana.
My best friend came home for the weekend! Most of my good friends from high school stayed at their respective colleges this summer to take classes. So I was SO EXCITED when she texted me last week saying she was coming down (even if only for 40 hours). Saturday afternoon she came over to my place and we ate lunch and spent a few hours at the pool…for once the weather cooperated! Even though we talk often on the phone it was really nice to catch up in person. I really need to convince her that summer is for coming home, not for staying at school. Am I right?
After she left my sister chauffeured me around in her convertible and we ran some errands.
First we went to Disney World.
I mean, my version of Disney World. I was planning to get prepared food for dinner but I bucked up (literally $$) and got salmon to cook myself. Turned out to be worth the cost because it came out delicious.
My sister made an impulse buy and bought a fish. This was actually the 3rd fish she got in 24 hours because the first two died…scared for when she has kids. Just kidding- it was because she used the wrong type of water. We haven’t thought of a name for the fish yet but we want it to be weird/funny. Any suggestions?!
Sunday- After breakfast I went to yoga by myself. In my mind, if Saturday’s are (usually) made for long-runs, Sunday’s just seem made for yoga.
Lunch, chores and homework with
the help from my dog.
My parents brought home yellow watermelon. As an expert watermelon tester I was only half pleased. It had a honey-like taste to it. I’ll stick with my usual red watermelon, thanks.
And the only thing that would have made this weekend a little better would have been a USA WIN. A tie is great but it makes me more nervous for Thursday’s game vs. Germany.
Anyone have a funny name for their pet?
Yellow watermelon= yay or nay?