I started this weekend with a plan in place for today. We'd wake up early, pack up Bexar's mountain bike and venture off to Government Canyon, a state park that I've been meaning to try running at for, oh I don't know, the past YEAR. I figured we'd park, stash a cooler near the beginning of the trail, then head off to the Back Country portion of the park, following a set of trails that Andre' had suggested. I'd run, Bexar would bike, and we'd have a grand ol' time.
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| Seriously, who WOULDN'T want to run this? |
False.
Here's what really happened:
Friday: Worked all day (7am-3:15pm), and had to kill 3 hours before my gym session with Andre so I headed off to the mall to grab some green gunk that was suggested by a makeup person that is supposed to cover the red on my face. (Rosacea, you can suck it.) Now, anyone who knows me knows that a mall to me is like Kryptonite is to Superman.* All it takes is 30 minutes in a mall and any energy I may have had is sucked right outta me, which of course is what happened this time.
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| What I look like after the mall.(Disclaimer: not actually me) |
To keep myself going, I called a friend from school to meet me at a coffee shop near the gym to help me kill my last hour before my session. It was good seeing her and catching up, since I had to drop school this semester due to my health.
I finally get to the gym and SUCK ASS during my session. I mean, it was embarrassingly bad. I had trouble even doing a rope climb, which I'm really good at, and couldn't do two back to back. Poor Andre I'm sure was super frustrated with my inability to do even the most basic of stuff well but he hid it well. By the time I got home I was close to tears I was so completely exhausted.
Saturday: I woke up realizing that Friday was a HUGE mistake. I couldn't get out of bed until around 2 when we had to leave for a BBQ at a friend of Bexar's house. Once we were home, we watched Girl With The Dragon Tattoo (better than I was expecting) and it was off to bed for me.
Cut to today: I woke up around 6:30am to let the dog out, stood on the porch for all of 20 seconds before calling it quits on the whole Government Canyon idea. You know it's too humid when you can practically chew the air before you breathe it. As fatigued as I was, there was no way I was going to try out a new park in that level of heat and humidity. So I did what any athlete would do in my situation-I went back to sleep. Oh, you thought I was going to say I'd just go to the gym? That's cute.
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| Me on the front porch. Maybe a slight exaggeration. Also, am not a man. |
Despite my fatigue, it was still nice to be able to sleep in, eat breakfast, watch a movie (Our Idiot Brother, oh Paul Rudd, how I love you) and just lounge. Ok, nap, but whatever. I'm actually really proud of Bexar for being the one to push us to actually go to the gym so that we did something productive today. I did speed intervals while he did his Couch to 5k program next to me. Holy monkeynuts, those speed intervals whooped my butt! It's been a looooooong time since I've done them and now I remember why. I hate them. I also hate being so slow though so.....looks like we're going to be buds.
So, while my plans for an active and outdoors weekend fell through, I still had a good time just spending the weekend with Bexar. Besides, there's always next weekend, or the weekend after that, or the weekend after that....well, you get the picture.
*Side note: I'm trying to stifle my laugh because in asking Bexar who Kryptonite is bad for, we just had a very serious comic book hero conversation where he educated me about each of the superhero's and why they may or may not have weaknesses. I'm married to the more adorable nerd in the world.
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