My first girls weekend this month was a roaring success. I'll take that to mean that this coming girls weekend/50 mile race will follow suit.
I didn't think things could get better than having a full 24 hours with my besties, but somehow they did. I got this delivery in my classroom Friday morning.
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| Why, yes, I did just post a hilarious article mocking people who post annoying braggy flower shots from their husbands. |
Two miracles have recently occurred in my life. On Friday, I turned off my alarm and pretended I'd be dying to do run after work (what else is new). After work, I was exhausted and just wanted to start mainlining wine (again, what else is new). I somehow managed to convince myself that I could do the run Sunday, and went to the liquor store. Yet instead of popping the cork the second I walked in my door, I put on running clothes. Granted, all I had to do was an easy 6 miler, but still, it's really tough to put that ahead of wine.
Monday, 5am hit and I was headed down the same path. I got up to use the bathroom, then got back under the covers and snuggled up with my body pillow. But some weird surge of energy or motivation or being tired of having my days filled with self loathing because I was too lazy to get up hit and I knocked out another easy 6 miler! I'll be checking my mailbox for gold stars starting tomorrow morning!
I'm not sure what's up with me 6 miles. I did another one this morning. I just plotted out what mileage I wanted for the week, and they kept cropping up. I'm not trying to channel the devil or anything.
Saturday morning, I woke up around 5:30 to run and had a major WTF moment when I saw that the temperature was 31, feels like 26. I'd been running in shorts and a t-shirt all week, and now I needed to be acclimated to the dead of winter at a moment's notice. Luckily, Lily came over to join me, so the ten miles actually went by pretty quick. Running Sunday wasn't exactly in the cards, so I ended up running a total of 45 miles in my final week before the Stone Mill 50.
Then it was time to head down to Richmond. As can be expected, 4 girls brought a totally reasonable amount of luggage for one night.
We unloaded and got right down to business.
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| Don't worry, it's just cider. |
They were clearly on to our plan. Meet in front of a bank, pretend to be silly tourists taking immature pictures, go home, pull up said pictures on our iPhones, nearly go blind studying them for bank weaknesses, come back later, attack the weaknesses we identified, make off with tons of cash, and on our next night out there won't be a single article of clothing from Ross Dress for Less in sight. Pretty sure I just wrote the next sequel to Oceans 11 (aren't they up to like 17 by now?). You're welcome, movie director whose name I am too lazy to google.
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| Next time, we'll be wearing Gucci and posing in the Four Seasons (that's fancy, right?). |
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| I can relate to this cat. |
I'm thinking of incorporating them in to my post-race dessert somehow. So far, here are my top two contenders. I'm going to need everyone to vote on which one I should bake for Saturday. Full disclosure - I'll probably make the second choice the following weekend for our Twilight marathon, part 2.
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| Tagalong cake bars |
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| Thin mint brownies |
What's the dumbest thing you've gotten in trouble for?
I vote for the thin mint brownies!!
ReplyDeleteI hope we can also get in trouble for taking inappropriate pictures this weekend. Just to keep things consistent.
When my husband and I were at a museum in Italy, we were trying to find the coffee bar on the third floor. We had a map and are both reasonably directionally inclined...but every stairway we took led to a maze of hallways and no coffee. Every place we thought we could cut through...was a dead end. Finally, we found a door that we thought would lead to a stairway we could use. We're pretty sure it did, but it was also...alarmed. Cue ten museum "guards" (old Italian ladies) rushing at us yelling furiously in Italian, while we held up our hands (and maps), and tried to assure them we weren't stealing anything. It was funny in retrospect, although mildly mortifying at the time...
ReplyDeleteI definitely think you should make the first cookie. Here's the thing, I don't like Thin Mints. I know, people avoid me when I say this so I understand if you have stopped reading by now. I once got yelled at while at a lacrosse game for telling my team to "punch them in the face" a.k.a. the opponents. I thought I was being helpful then I was shamed into leaving...
ReplyDeleteThe tagalong cookie bars! Those look fantastic!!
ReplyDeleteAlthough I am partial to anything Samoa-esque, so if there's a secret third choice that involves Samoas, I'd vote for that.
Thin mint brownies all the way. Tagalongs are too good to crush up and use for a different recipe!
ReplyDeleteI almost got arrested once for filming a school projects on train tracks...apparently, that's what terrorists do.
First of all, I was totally about to email you and be like, WHERE ARE YOU? But luckily, you saved me from that hassle :)
ReplyDeleteAnd also, you already have Girl Scout cookies?! I haven't seen a single Scout anyway to even order! I was so sure I'd get those gals banging on the door now that we live in a house by an elementary school...where are they?!
Thin mint brownies.
ReplyDeleteI got yelled at by a guard wearing an AK-47 for playing cricket outside of the US Embassy in Dhaka, Bangladesh. Or, perhaps it could have been because our friend was taking photos of the game..in front of the US Embassy?
Just ran across these for a dessert option: http://www.chef-in-training.com/2013/11/samoa-brownies/
ReplyDeleteYou're definitely on some watchlist somewhere now, after taking pictures in front of that bank. I'm with you, though. It was clearly their fault for putting those statues out front. What do they think, you're just going to look at them? Heck no!
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