Epic Days and a Brighter Mood
It was an epic weekend. A weekend I needed. It started at the end of a stressful, crazy day the last in a series of stressful crazy days. The final migraine trigger was smoothed over, and was caused by everyone being stressed out. I was grumpy, just wanting to nap, and definitely weary.
But Slatergirl was there waiting ready for an evening out. We had plans to get together and hang with our friends who are in The Insomniacs. This is a fantastic blues band that was in town on their CD release tour. As it happens, the bassist is a blues dancer — which is how I originally learned of the band. Hanging with my friends was great, and the band’s performance was superb. I’d love to see them play more often in Vancouver. It was a night of fun, dancing, friends, and a great release from the insanity of the past few weeks.
Saturday morning I got up early, to run with the gang — and boy did I feel it. We kept up a decent pace and got in our 16k run as we needed. Then it was off to lunch with an old friend — it’s always great to catch up — but of course, I’m so fair skinned that I’m now looking like a tomato. But it was worth it, a beautiful patio, good friends, good food. Saturday night it was time for a BBQ to celebrate another good friend’s birthday.
Of course Sunday was Mother’s Day, so of course I spent that with Mom.
It was a weekend spent outdoors, filled with things that delight me. Today was a busy day at work, yet again, but it began with Bootcamp. There was a good number of us, all out at 6am, ready to work out and reach new levels of fitness. My legs feel it, a little bit — like they’ve had a good work out, as do my arms. When I tried to lift my bike back onto the hook (above my head) I could hardly do that. I had to wheel my bike up the wall to get it up there. I definitely used my arms well. My core too — I thought I did pretty well, and can feel it. But I must admit that I think I wimped out and could have pushed myself harder. I can feel that my core worked, but I’m not 100% sure I worked it to failure. I guess I’ll see how I feel tomorrow — that will be the telltale sign.
So now I feel pretty good, tired, ready for bed, and looking forward to more running, bootcamping, hanging with friends and just living my life to the fullest.