I feel like I should say, what weekend?
I got back from Baton Rouge Friday night after a mixed success day. I got the case resolved, but not on the terms I envisioned. But it's nice to cross it off the books, especially since defense counsel was costing an arm and a leg.
Saturday's schedule (yoga-brunch-volunteer-friend over) looked like this:
7:30-9:00 Bikram yoga
9:15-9:40 home, shower, change
9:45-11 brunch with a friend
11-11:45 home, unpack suitcase, begin repacking for this week's trip
3-3:30 straighten up house
3:30-6 friend over (see photos), start cooking dinner and puzzle
6:30 hubby home, dinner, tv, early to bed.
And just so I have it documented somewhere, this past weekend (July 12-13) was the first time we officially hit 100 degrees! Insanely lucky, this is perhaps the latest it's been since I've been paying attention.
Sunday's schedule (race-yoga-Chinese-church) looked like this:
6:15 leave house to go to race
6:30 meet friends at race
6:45 run a couple warm-up miles with friends
9-9:45 hang out at race waiting for beer tent to open at 10 (then decide it's not worth another 15 minutes for a Miller Lite anyway, given how the rest of the day looks, and decide to head home), while hanging out with friends and attempting to cool off
10-10:15 change clothes
10:30-12 Bikram yoga
12:15-1 eat lunch, shower, change
1-4:30 Chinese class
5-6 puzzle, cook dinner
6:30 hubby home, dinner
7:10 leave house, gas up car, drive to church
So yeah, what weekend? Haha, oh well, it was just very busy, almost no down time, but it was all stuff I wanted to do so I really shouldn't complain.
There was an obvious highlight to the weekend, below are three progress pictures. 750 pieces, and all that's left is crap leaves and dark tree/rock.
This morning had two notable happenings.
First, I found out I got an AG at the race yesterday, which is funny because I didn't even stay for awards since my time was so sucky.
Second, I twisted my ankle at boot camp on my very last frog leap. Yow. It hurt a lot for about two hours and it looks a tiny bit swollen now, but it seems to be better than it initially felt. I might take it easy for a couple days just to make sure it shakes out okay.
It figures, this would happen right as a "summer cold front" is coming. All I can say is that cold front better not bypass me (since I'm going to be working in Philly), and my ankle better be healed up so I can enjoy a glorious cooler run or three.
Saturday night, right before bed:
Sunday night, right before bed:
This morning before work (just a few more pieces...):