However, my running-hard-for-two-weeks-without-a-recovery-day seems to have caught up with me today. I went to yoga class, where my body wanted nothing to do with holding poses or stretching. A bit later, I met with my personal trainer, who had me doing a Crossfit workout. I tried my best, but basically was a mental moron. It was like whatever energy I had left did not make it to my ears or brain. I had to keep asking what it was I was supposed to do because I couldn’t remember or make sense of words. Or count.
Basically, I was like this:
Except Simple Dog is doing a better job of counting than I did. I probably did more reps than I needed because I kept losing track. Counting to 50 was way above my ability today.
It’s going to be a busy, social (for me) weekend. On Friday, my husband and I head to NYC to see a good friend of ours who currently lives in Switzerland. We’ll be meeting at the MoMA, where I’m hoping to find some Christmas gifts.
I like visiting art museums with friends. It always spurs interesting conversations. Or it can lead to a ton of laughing at the absurd things that pass as art. Good times either way.
We’re going to try to get dinner at Print, which is a “farm to table” kind of place located in an old publishing building. I hope it’s as good as it was the last time I ate there.
On Saturday morning, my husband and I are registered for the NYRR Jingle Bell Jog in Prospect Park, Brooklyn. It’s only 4 miles and my plan is to have fun with it and not worry too much over time. Although I must admit that I’d like to beat my PR of 33:30 from the race in Ireland this summer. I don’t think my husband and I will be running the course side by side as I’m a bit faster a runner. He shouldn’t be too far behind, though. He’s really fit as a swimmer and men are faster runners just by nature (soooooo unfair). I’m excited he’ll be taking part. I doubt I’ll be able to convince him to wear a Santa hat, but I suggested he wear an Aquaman t-shirt.
Then we come home to have a house guest overnight. I’m excited to play hostess because I haven’t seen this friend since our trip to England. She’s a lot of fun.
Our guest leaves Sunday morning, and then I’ll be doing a long run and a yoga class. I’ll need a nap after that.
I think I’m 90 percent done with Christmas shopping (yay internet), so I’ll be able to try to enjoy the season. Maybe I’ll watch The Grinch to get in the spirit. I like his style. Pre- change of heart. Bwahahaha!
Welp, I’m getting stoopider by the minute, so I’d better go before I start thinking it’s a brilliant idea to post selfies of my bare butt. It’s not that that would be so bad. But I might hurt myself trying to get the right angle.