Good Times, Good Friends - Or Are We Sisters?Stress has been at an all time high this week with the hospital's annual fundraising gala taking place tomorrow. We work on this event for seven months out of the year and it is an all consuming affair for everyone in our office. It's huge - over 3,000 people attend and we gross over $1 million for cancer care each year.
I'm so ready for it to be over.
Thank goodness for the holiday last weekend. Despite that it was the last "peak week" before Redman, I was able to find time to relax.
Friday called for an easy bike. I think it was raining that night, so I did the ez spin on the trainer, Paul cleaned his bike and we watched Runaway Jury on TNT while doing both. So is married life.
Saturday I slept in and took my time getting ready for my last long brick of the season. I headed out to the airport to ride for 2.5 hours, run 30 minutes. I know - the airport is the worst place to do a long ride. It's mind numbing because you just go round and round for 3.7 miles BUT it's pancake flat and windy as hell - just like Oklahoma! And it was the perfect place to try out the race wheels I am fortunate enough to have borrowed from my awesome teammate!!!
Workout went pretty well - thanks to a killer play list (if I do say so myself) on the iPod - until I ran out of calories and bonked with five minutes left on the run. Not only did I have a great bike, but I was hitting my pace for the run perfectly ... and then it was like I hit a brick wall. I didn't even slow down - just stopped. I tried to rally, but it was useless. I should know better. I had enough calories for the first two hours but...that was it.
Saturday night was low-key date night with the man. Headed over to McCoy's (local brew pub) for dinner and entertainment - there was some death metal/hardcore show going on down the street. The people watching was hilarious! A couple of drunk band dorks bellied up to the bar where we were and, well, the funniest quote of the night was: "Dude, I know we sound like Megadeath, but did you read that blog? They don't think we sound like Megadeth!" Classic.
Sunday was the best day of the weekend. I "volunteered" at the Boulevard Brewery apparel tent, went for an easy swim, then headed home to meet my very best friend, Michelle. She missed my birthday last month and wanted to make it up to me - by taking me to Harrah's!!! HA! HA! HA! I have NEVER been to a casino and have NEVER gambled, AND the last person I would expect to find in a crappy Missouri casino would be the ever fashionable, trendy, and hip, Michelle. She was like a whole other person at the craps table, and while I didn't love playing, it was a lot of fun to see her get so excited about it! She was doing really well ... up until she wasn't and I convinced her it was time to go. She gave me $50 to start and I left with $82.
Monday, SLEPT IN again, cleaned the house, went for another swim, and then met friends to see Inglorious Basterds. LOVED IT! I saw the previews for this movie way back in March? April? Anyway, when I saw the preview months ago, I commented to a friend, "that's going to be hilarious!". He wasn't sure how a movie with someone getting their head bashed in would be funny - I guess you just have to appreciate Tarantino. IT WAS FUNNY! But also horribly violent. Guess we were both right.
Make sure you see it on the big screen to get the full effect.
And that was my weekend. So, so relaxing and fun - just the way it ought to be. Monday through Friday is pretty awful these days, but weekends remind me just how great life can be.
