I like weekends.
Friday night I was Diligent and Multitasking and an Achiever and got a lot of stuff done that needed doing.
Saturday I spent the morning with Larry, my trainer. He kicked my ass per usual and I remembered how much I hated working out in the morning. Also, the air conditioning at the gym is broken, so I to keep stopping because I got light headed a lot. And also, other complainy complaints. But then I went home, realized I had the whole day ahead of me and could do whatever I wanted with it, and LOVED working out in the morning! Fabulous.
Turns out what I wanted to do involved walking in Astoria in between rain showers, watching Bridezilla episodes, and knitting. I never said I was always on, people. But then I got dressed in a slutty top and went to celebrate
prettykate 's birthday! Hooray! She is a girl who knows how to bring joy to a birthday celebration. I met new people, and danced with many of them, and took up a ton of people's time chatting with them about whatever popped into my head. Here are some photos, also known as "the ones in which I am not making a drunk face".
Sunday I woke up and realized that while I had no hangover, 4 hours of dancing and a personal training hour rendered me almost immobile, and I could feel each individual bone and muscle in my body. Oops. I am seeing the trainer again tonight, because I am a glutton for punishment but also wish to be Strong and Amazing and Pretty and so these things must be done.
Good times.
Saturday I spent the morning with Larry, my trainer. He kicked my ass per usual and I remembered how much I hated working out in the morning. Also, the air conditioning at the gym is broken, so I to keep stopping because I got light headed a lot. And also, other complainy complaints. But then I went home, realized I had the whole day ahead of me and could do whatever I wanted with it, and LOVED working out in the morning! Fabulous.
Turns out what I wanted to do involved walking in Astoria in between rain showers, watching Bridezilla episodes, and knitting. I never said I was always on, people. But then I got dressed in a slutty top and went to celebrate
prettykate 's birthday! Hooray! She is a girl who knows how to bring joy to a birthday celebration. I met new people, and danced with many of them, and took up a ton of people's time chatting with them about whatever popped into my head. Here are some photos, also known as "the ones in which I am not making a drunk face".
Sunday I woke up and realized that while I had no hangover, 4 hours of dancing and a personal training hour rendered me almost immobile, and I could feel each individual bone and muscle in my body. Oops. I am seeing the trainer again tonight, because I am a glutton for punishment but also wish to be Strong and Amazing and Pretty and so these things must be done.
Good times.