six for sunday
Because I can’t think of seven.
1. I ran a 5K–the first one I’ve run since 2006! I had absolutely no idea what to expect, but went into it with a completely different mindset and set of legs since my hardxcorex days of Northport High School Cross Country. It was actually relatively fun, although I definitely did not miss the feeling of utter exhaustion….. and the reminder that I have asthma. No matter–the idea of rum-glazed banana stuffed french toast got me through the last mile, which was well deserved (with a side of hard-apple cider) post race.
2. I also managed to pop in n out of Northport for a hot five-hours to celebrate my dad’s 40th (or so) birthday. Upon coming home, I saw my parent’s new kitchen! It was oddly beautiful, since our old kitchen was the only kitchen I knew of from age zero to 23. Still, it was time for an upgrade, and it looks AWESOME and makes our house 10 x’s more bad ass.
3. At work, we gave each other nicknames (including a food item) that match our personalities and what we bring to Greatist. Apparently everyone at work thinks I’m a hippy (I swear I shower and don’t actually love the environment) ….so I was deemed Zen/Almond. Namaste?
4. Dog watching has become a new hobby of mine. It’s about a billion times better than bird watching. I sit myself on a bench and watch people walk their dogs, and I rate them 1-10. Also, upon judging their owners for approximately four seconds, I see whether or not me asking to pet their dog (if a 7 or higher) would be deemed weird/totally okay/annoying/a subtle act of flirtation. (This dog is a 10 out of 10)
5. After that lovely 5K I mentioned earlier (see #1), I made it back to Brooklyn in one piece to go to the Lodge with some pals. Its decor is what you would expect for a place called The Lodge, which is why I like it. Even better- we ordered a ton of food, six bloody mary’s, and coffee, and our check magically came out to $17. Pays to be girls?
6. I tried Hot Yoga for the first time. Long story short, I sweat more than I thought was humanly possible, I cried, I cursed, and I will probably never go again.