“I’m sittin’ pretty in Suntan City, got the best view in the world.”-Luke Bryan
Good morning summer sixteen! The official kickoff to summer is here and I couldn’t be more excited to spend the weekend with my favorite people, at my favorite place. I woke up bright and early for Flywheel before logging into work. Once 3pm hits, we’re all headed to happy hour to celebrate the long weekend. I’m craving a summer shandy like no other.
I plan to spend the weekend without alarms, a couple of runs, and lots of beach time. We’ll be headed down the shore first thing tomorrow morning. On Sunday, I get to spend the day with my little lovebug, Margo. We’ll be running around Philly together doing all sorts of fun things.
Summer weather was in full effect this week and my running most definitely hated it. I felt sluggish and was a lot slower than usual. I’ll give myself a week or so to acclimate before getting cranky. Here’s what my training log looks like from this week:
I hope everyone has a fabulous long weekend! Happy summer!
“On a beach towel, with my shades on, my drink’s up, and the sun’s out.”-Dierks Bentley
Holy hump day jam. This song has been getting me through the long 5 days that are making up the week before MDW. I know I said on Monday that I don’t have any plans, but that changed quite quickly. I am craving sun, sand, and saltwater, so down the shore we go! With the kick off of summer, we also have the start of summer Fridays at the office. To celebrate, I created a Summer Fridays playlist. I play a whole lot of country during the summer, so if you can’t get down with some Eric Church, you might want to skip this playlist. But if you like your chicken fried and a cold beer on a Friday night, turn this ish up!
“I waited so long to find love on my own.”-Grace
Umm how in the world is it Monday already? I spent the weekend running between NYC and Philly. I took an early train to New York on Friday morning, and spent the day working from there. GJ and I had date night (Captain America and Shake Shack). We were up at the crack of dawn on Saturday, so that I could run before we headed down to FiDi for his niece’s First Communion. After Mass, we went back to his sister’s place for brunch (in New York City fashion with bagels, lox, and prosecco), then caught a 2:45 bus back to Philly, so we could get to La Salle for my sister’s graduation gala. It took all but two glasses of wine before I was ready for my PJs.
On Sunday, I slept through every alarm I set to run, so there was a lot of coffee chugging before driving back up to La Salle for graduation. Thank god the rain held out, so that the ceremony could take place outside. Afterwards, we hit up Strangelove’s for brunch. GJ had to leave since he was working overnight, so I called it an early night with a load or two of laundry and some Bates Motel re-runs. I’ve worn more dresses in the past week than I have for the past three months. For a second I thought that I may be able to start a fashion segment to this blog, but then I remembered that I struggle to put pants on daily.
On an unrelated note: I have zero plans for MDW, which is highly unlike me. This must be adulthood. Sigh. Cheers to coffee and 70 degree weather