Ahhh FINALLY! I am literally sprinting away from this week and into the weekend. It has felt like the longest week everrrr. Time is such a nuisance. When you want it to go fast it drags, when you want it to go slow its like a race horse. Like this morning when I was getting ready and realized that I should have left for work 10 minutes ago yet I was still standing in my towel with wet hair. Obvi I said to myself "where did the time go?!". And now I keep looking at the clock and saying really? Only 3 minutes have passed since the last time I looked? I think the only solution is to put a stickie note over the clock on my computer screen. Same concept of putting a towel over the treadmill timer at the gym. It lessons the pain.
Speaking of the gym. I have a new fear in life. It's of this man in probably his early 40s that has the same gym time as me. A few weeks ago I was stretching on the mat and he was in a side plank like 10 feet away from me when I hear what could be the sound of rubber sneakers sliding down on the mat. Next thing I know is he is up and gone in less than 5 seconds. So quickly that I am actually concerned that something is wrong. Oh no, he knew what happened, let me tell you, it was no rubber sound. About 10 seconds later I was overcome by a smell that honestly, I have never smelled before and never want to again. It puts my brother to shame. It was worse than this substitute teacher we had in middle school who was allergic to any kind of fragrance, like the kind in soap or detergent or deodorant. He was also a nervous fellow that sweat a lot. The only reason we liked having him sub was because he was the strong silent type that would rather let you watch movies than give you instructions on what the teacher left for us, because you know, that would have meant talking, which would have demanded interaction with us. Anyways, needless to say I abandoned my stretching immediately before I started to dry heave. I was unaware of my new fear until the other morning when I was on the mat stretching and he came over and before anything could happen I had moved to another floor very far away from him. I don't think he figured out what I was intentionally doing until this morning I did the exact same thing when he arrived on the mat and then saw me on the 2nd floor stretching 5 minutes later. Oh well, hope he learned his lesson- take it outside.
Anyways on a brighter note, I am super pumped about the long weekend. My boyfriend is traveling in from Boston and I am pretty sure our only plans for the weekend is to eat, and to eat a lot. The weather is supposed to be fantastic so hopefully we'll walk around enough to work off a part of what we consume. It is super confusing that it is 50 degrees outside in the middle of February in the NE. I am pretty sure the past two years around this time I have been walking in slush every other day freezing my hiney off. I much prefer this. I hope you all have a greatttt weekend!
PEACE.
