Rubbing "Salt" in the wound.
I had a great night last night and am having a good day today, too!
Went out for dinner with the International Supper Club which is always a good time. Afterwards had coffee with a friend I've been wanting to catch up with for awhile.
Today I finally managed to go for a hike again! I went to Highbanks Metropark with The Donna. There's a 3.5ish trail, fairly hilly, that I've done a million times before. Today it was way harder. At first I was distressed by this. I was like, OMG. In the four-odd weeks since I've been hiking I have lost all my chops! My fitness has gone away! I'M OUT OF SHAPE AGAIN! I came home and said as much to Eric. I also told him that the trails were snowcovered and kinda packed down but not hard packed. He was like, duh. That makes it like twice as hard to walk on them. It's like walking on sand.
That is reassuring. I was a bit confused because the last time I went to the gym (four days ago) I did just as much on the elliptical as ever and was no more winded than usual.
We had coffee. Then Donna went home and I went to the wine shop. I've been searching for this wine my aunt and uncle had and it's nowhere to be found. I tasted a couple of things and bought some Riesling because it's safe.
Tonight I did my nails and watched "Salt." It was really, really...not that great.
Okay, first of all. Angelina was scary skinny in this. This made for the least convincing fight scenes ever. No blow looked like it was connecting at all. It didn't have any weight to the hand-to-hand. Also, I'm supposed to believe that a Russian sleeper agent can absorb enough training by age ten to execute complex spy missions?
And THEN at the end, obviously it's going to be who is the bad guy here, Liev Schreiber or Angelina, and he's all "I'm CIA, she's the bad guy!" And they all buy it, and she's led away in cuffs, and everyone's like "No one will believe you, Salt!"
Um...did we all forget that the President was right there and SAW Liev Schreiber shoot all those people and threaten him and stuff? And that he isn't dead? And that he can totally tell them all exactly what happened and who was the real bad guy here?
Don't get me started on the fact that she somehow got like two ounces of venom out of a teeny tiny spider...sigh.
Went out for dinner with the International Supper Club which is always a good time. Afterwards had coffee with a friend I've been wanting to catch up with for awhile.
Today I finally managed to go for a hike again! I went to Highbanks Metropark with The Donna. There's a 3.5ish trail, fairly hilly, that I've done a million times before. Today it was way harder. At first I was distressed by this. I was like, OMG. In the four-odd weeks since I've been hiking I have lost all my chops! My fitness has gone away! I'M OUT OF SHAPE AGAIN! I came home and said as much to Eric. I also told him that the trails were snowcovered and kinda packed down but not hard packed. He was like, duh. That makes it like twice as hard to walk on them. It's like walking on sand.
That is reassuring. I was a bit confused because the last time I went to the gym (four days ago) I did just as much on the elliptical as ever and was no more winded than usual.
We had coffee. Then Donna went home and I went to the wine shop. I've been searching for this wine my aunt and uncle had and it's nowhere to be found. I tasted a couple of things and bought some Riesling because it's safe.
Tonight I did my nails and watched "Salt." It was really, really...not that great.
Okay, first of all. Angelina was scary skinny in this. This made for the least convincing fight scenes ever. No blow looked like it was connecting at all. It didn't have any weight to the hand-to-hand. Also, I'm supposed to believe that a Russian sleeper agent can absorb enough training by age ten to execute complex spy missions?
And THEN at the end, obviously it's going to be who is the bad guy here, Liev Schreiber or Angelina, and he's all "I'm CIA, she's the bad guy!" And they all buy it, and she's led away in cuffs, and everyone's like "No one will believe you, Salt!"
Um...did we all forget that the President was right there and SAW Liev Schreiber shoot all those people and threaten him and stuff? And that he isn't dead? And that he can totally tell them all exactly what happened and who was the real bad guy here?
Don't get me started on the fact that she somehow got like two ounces of venom out of a teeny tiny spider...sigh.