Less whiney than Wednesday/More thankful Thursday:
Sunny Tuesdays are perfect for:
-crochet shorts
-shade yoga
-cool seaweed salads and sushi
-orange lipstick
-warrior II “wow are those MY legs” moments
-“cheat” froyo treat from D (because shhh, he likes froyo more than I do)
-long pug walks to the piers
-him telling Luna he loves her even after she chewed up his expensive headphones but then telling me he loves me more (first unsolicited l-bomb from him)
Sunny Tuesdays are not great for:
-abs so sore you can’t laugh or sneeze without wincing
-working inside most of the day
-buying new pairs of headphones (again) because our mangy pets have oral, wire fixations
Tuesday-Wednesday, May 29th
-I won a wishbone wish and my “I love you” wish came true
-last night all I wanted for dinner was vanilla ice cream and red wine so that is what I did…
-…which was a POOR CHOICE because this morning maybe my Monday triple workout finally caught up to me because for breakfast I had bacon, a giant omelet, almonds, and three LARA bars and was still hungry like two hours later
-deadlift bruises and one on my knee from dropping a barbell on it (meh)
-I need a new job but I’m torn in a million directions and feel so lost
-getting a pug and tuxedo cat to fall in love ain’t easy
-it was my last advanced vinyasa class for a while tonight as my favorite teacher is moving on (sadness forever)
-silver lining: I’m finally feeling more comfortable in my body (:D)
Memorial Day weekend.
Friday: hour vinyasa, CrossFit happy hour with some discomfort, the discovery of an outdoor/heated bar downtown that D and I are keeping a secret, pho, early bedtime. Saturday: paleo Costco date, the weekend introduction of Luna and the pug (Luna is the dominant), Hawaiian BBQ where things got real weird (oh hey swingers party) and so I had too many rum drinks to combat awkwardness and wanted to die the rest of the night. Sunday: surprise Salty’s brunch for D (to celebrate the new job) including unlimited crab and oysters (unf), too much Arrested Development. Monday: CrossFit, more Arrested Development.
WoD:
5 minutes awesome cycle
5 push-up to wall handstand
Deadlift (5 x 15 kg, 5 x 45 kg, 5 x 65 kg, 5 x 70 kg, 3 x 75 kg… Fail)
25 glute ham raises
5 minutes of rope climbing
10 minutes of 3 x 55 kg deadlift on every minute and in between max double unders (puketastic workout)
30 minutes stretching/yoga/foam rolling
Now I should eat/stretch more but I’m under 4 blankets with tea and Netflix and don’t want to move. Ever.
Weekend things and other catch-ups:
The only thing is I’ve been a bit depressed lately and so… so, so much has felt like too much. Even yoga sometimes feels like too much. Too much feeling and zero feeling all at the same time.
April 25th
4 AM wake up
Cold brew Stumptown coffee on espresso dark chocolate yogurt on sea salt dark chocolate
1/2 the Ashtanga primary series
I got a version of firefly pose today and all it took was a small leap of faith (in self)!!!
Scurried home to change (HELLO MOST PERFECT SUNNY CITY OF SEATTLE)/are these shorts too short because idk/idc
Mini picnic and yoga in the park with Jameson
Gf dark chocolate banana pb cookies for my honey and steak/tomatoes for me
Pretty perfect date.
April 18th to 19th.
Celebration of a three month anniversary (because it’s not stupid to him apparently) and boozy root-byrrh floats with angostura gelato. Pug-sitting. Introducing a cat and pug as lovers for a night makes for a POOR night of sleep. Eggs my way. YOGA. Steak and guac bowl. S’mores themed froyo. Walking in the rain to get all the errands done. BOSSton. I need a drink.
I’m cutting back on dairy as soon as my current stash is gone. I’m getting sick almost every time I eat it now. NOT COOL/WORTH IT. Sheesh, I am turning more and more paleo.
Weekend things.
Sore from deadlifts/legs day Thursday to hot hatha Friday with D and Jameson to staying in for the night for coffee and an Always Sunny marathon.
Sleep in Saturday (9 AM) to starting the Foundation series to walking in a hail storm in get froyo (makes sense) to a going away party to late night sushi. Honestly, telling people D and I met online will never not feel awkward so we made up a story about how we met riding sharks. MAKES SENSE.
Sunday work to brunch with the fam who find a way to embarrass me always. This time they asked if being a new aunt made D and I clucky (ready to have kids)… UHNOOO. Cheers to apple thyme mimosas and a clam/chorizo bowl. Also, the lady with the corgi in a baby stroller. Brunch to dashing off the to the CrossFit gym to climb ropes/deadlift to a nap to hot yoga. Hot yoga after mimosas and being (rudely) awakened from a nap?! Would. Not. Repeat. I would however recommend carne asada, guacamole, salsa with fresh lettuce wraps + a 8 PM bedtime.
A weekend full of yoga + love + wine = A+ weekend
(Sorry I’m Awesome post yoga bliss, post yoga burger with a bird (egg) on it, AND OMG S’MORES GELATO EXISTS)
It was a celebration of sorts for feeling okay again for the first time in two weeks.
First hot vinyasa class in a couple weeks. And D’s first vinyasa class EVAH. I miss being able to hit all the inversion cues. I got some though. I hope to be back up to snuff in a couple weeks. D did well despite wanting to die a couple times throughout, which he surprisingly admitted. I TOLD YOU SO.
So. Much. Love. And JT. And kissing.
Easter brunch and sick things.
I woke up ready to ralph. Minor food poisoning? Great. I was not ready to go back on plans today- Easter brunch and D meeting my parents. Beet/apple mimosas and pecan orange buckwheat waffles. They loved him. ^_^
“Fake it ‘til you make it.”
I puked at brunch (haha) and got dragged home and put to bed. I missed our Easter dinner plans. So many coconut kale chips made for what?! Ginger lemon kombucha is my savior.
Happy day, all! Hoping to be back to yoga-ing and wine-ing it up tomorrow!
March 29th.
(how 80s do I look really, green juice (empty of course), lace and leather, champagne vinaigrette on oysters)
Fantastic Friday. Partially productive. Seattle Spring sun. Lifting (chest and squats). Weird new trainer interaction at the gym (ugh, go away). Protein pancakes. The purchase of white jeans without freaking out that they’re a size bigger than last summer’s (because ass, damn). Green juice and sitting on the steps of the Convention Center Sakura-Con watching with Jameson. Yoga. Martinis while waiting for a table. My sister giving birth to a healthy baby girl! Oysters on oysters with the best uncle ever. Celebration drinks at Zig Zag.
March 27th.
(more hollowback practice, a pug’s fancy birthday, sometimes you just need a little hard cider with lunch because… feelings)
Time and time again, I know the best way for me to deal with a difficult time is opening up about it and getting out… which wasn’t too difficult because HELLO, SUN. Last night, I started crying about not getting that job I thought I’d get (I got a little too cocky) and instead of just telling me to woman up, D told me to go to sleep and we’d deal with it in the morning. Deal with it I DID with treating myself with sleeping in, a delicious breakfast, productivity, looking sharp (tiffany blue pants that haven’t fit in a while!), cider, annnd yoga.
D wanted to come to my favorite yoga teacher’s class with me. I was between him and my dearest friend James. AND I DID WELL (hormones be damned). ~ dream life ~ AND D liked the class a lot better than his normal yoga and is dare I say excited to try vinyasa (to learn how to press up into a handstand)!
I get so happy when my loves start to enjoy the things I looove.
March 25th.
A breakfast of all the meat (salmon, eggs, chicken sausage, bacon), coconut yogurt with trail mix, pulled chicken kale salad (like always), Lara bar, paleo pancakes for din.
It’s the first time in I DON’T REMEMBER I get my own bed to myself (sans lady friends and fella) so I’m going to spread out like a starfish, watch a chick flick (Romeo and Juliet), play Tomb Raider, and paint my nails. Super selfish lady things (kinda).
One hour of hatha + foam rolling down! Happy Monday!
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