Monday run: 7 miles TM, 7.2-7.6, 1-2% incline
Out of ease and my desire for some TV time, I have been and will to continue to keep most of my runs indoors. Not a huge problem in my eyes given I have no real races coming up for nearly a year.
I found my new TV addiction! Homeland! I watched the first episode during my run yesterday and am hooked. Can’t wait to head downstairs and watch the next episode.
Yesterday I worked the evening shift and was devastated when I realized we forgot to record Bachelor. Anyone else watching Bachelor? It is the stupidest show ever and yet one I enjoy watching. It’s a nice brainless activity to do over a glass of wine. I just don’t understand most of the contestants on the show….how they think they’ve met the man of their dreams after one date. Either way, it’s entertaining to watch and makes me feel better about my life ; ).
Btw, for those of you who watch Bachelor, do you consult Reality Steve or google who the winner is? It drives Dean and my friends crazy, but I always cheat and want to find out who wins. Of course, I don’t spoil it for them, and it doesn’t ruin watching it for me, but I am just one of those impatient kind of persons that if the results are already known, why wait to find out?
I was recently talking with some friends about whether or not I’d want to know the sex of my kid (in the future when I’m pregnant) ahead of time, before giving birth. I was like, are you kidding? Do you not know me? I can’t even make it past the first episode of Bachelor without finding out the end result! As soon as I can find out the sex of the baby, I will. Ha.
Ladies with long hair, I need your advice: My hair has gotten so long that it’s getting really hard to keep it from getting in one, big, tangled knot. Seriously….if I don’t brush through it in the shower when conditioner is in, there’s no chance I’ll be able to brush through it until it dries. This is what it looked like this morning when I woke up:
Help! Any conditioner products you recommend? I’ve actually broken bristles off of my brush trying to brush through my hair : (
Last night after my shift, Dean and I split a beer. Of course we had to document to the world via Instagram that we were drinking a beer, because that kind of information is very, very important in the Instagram world, and nothing in your life is real unless it’s documented on social media (said in a sarcastic voice)
Dean’s cousin totally called us out how we often post pretty much identical pictures on instagram.
My pic from last night:
Dean’s pic from last night:
And let me remind you how we’ve dressed in the past:
Folks, I think we may have a problem here. If we’re like this now, in our 20s/30s before we’re even married, I’m afraid of what we’ll turn into once we’ve been married for twenty years! We’ll be identical twins. haha. Oh boy…