“If these are life’s lessons, she’ll take this test.”-Dixie Chicks
A year older and seven pounds heavier. It has been an absolutely wonderful week off, and I’m headed to work right now in the best mood. I couldn’t have asked for a better way to ring in 27 than with some of my favorites. But as much as I’ve loved having time off and being super relaxed, I’m ready to get back into my usual routine. I only ran twice in the past week, and didn’t visit the gym again until Saturday. I’m ready to start kicking my own butt again, since marathon training starts in two weeks!
So we flew out to Dallas last Friday and spent four hot and humid days with my aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents. We stayed local in Plano on Saturday, and spent lots of time with the family. I didn’t know that In-n-Out stretched down as far as Texas, so I asked my aunt to take us there for lunch. Much to our dismay, she refused and said that Whataburger was so much better. I wasn’t disappointed. On Sunday, we ventured into Dallas, hit all the touristy spots, and then grabbed brunch at Fat Rabbit. It had been a handful of years since I visited Texas, but I totally forgot that almost everything is wrapped in bacon. Or some kind of meat. Anyway, it was glorious. Monday got there quicker than we thought it would, so we spent the last day relaxing, and grubbing on Uncle Julio’s. Three full days definitely wasn’t enough time to do everything that we wanted, so we’re already planning a fall trip down for some football and real Texas BBQ.
We got back to Philly on Tuesday night, and I spent my birthday on Wednesday with everyone at home. On Thursday morning, GJ and I headed to New York to spend some time with his family, and have an early Father’s Day dinner at Ping’s. Holy dumpling heaven Batman. I was in a serious food coma the whole way back home. When I woke up, it was a beautiful Saturday morning. I managed to make it to the gym to see my long-lost friends: the weights. Later that night, the girls and I headed to Camden to see the Dixie Chicks. What better way to wrap up a Texas vacation than Dallas’ own? It was such a blast reliving all the music from my teenage years. Somehow, I can remember every word to “Goodbye Earl”, but couldn’t name all 50 capitals. Weird.
This week is going to be a busy one, with two days in the Wilmington office, then wrapping the week up in New York City. Cheers to being back on the grind!