I'm not a weekend blogger at all, so if I fail this every-day thing it's going to happen on a Saturday or Sunday, mark my words. I have less than an hour! Shit. Today was action-packed. I went to this gym this morning for my usual two classes, but halfway through my weight lifting class my legs were shaking so much I decided to skip spinning and give myself a break. I felt completely exhausted afterwards, I think that was the right decision. I think I also overdid the squat track because my legs feel like complete shit right now. OW.
I met my youngest sister for a nice lunch (she's 21! I remember when she was born! This just in: I'm old!) and then hightailed it to the northside for two hours of barbershop quartet...ness. Wow, I'm not sure what I was expecting but it was...entertaining? We'll just leave it at that. I do admit to having to do a LOT of facial re-adjustments during the all-that-jazz middle aged dance number and a even more adjustments during the patriotic medley. I think I was the youngest person in the audience by a good thirty years. Rockin'. I'm glad I went, though, and the chorus that my former teacher was in sounded great. They all looked like they were having a good time.
Then home, dinner, movie of ridiculous cuteness. By this I mean, I rented this movie knowing that Wes Bentley was in it, but big bonus: Gavin Rossdale and mega-bonus: Gerard Butler! I didn't a shit about soccer before but I sure love it now.
Okay, is that enough? Sure. Tomorrow: Ikea! Woo.