Wish Fulfillment

Friends!

We have so much to catch up on. Let's go in chronological order, shall we?

First, Philly Half Marathon.

I had a blast spending the weekend, with some of my favorite people (including my CrossFit coach, the Fit Gent).

I am very new to running and still working on speed, so my time was unimpressive: 2:16

I plan on running another half in April and I would like to focus on speed, I'd like to finish in 2:10.

My girl, Sam (pictured) finished in 2:05 and Will, my Fit Gent, finished in 1:44! So proud of these two!

Yes, I'm too cheap to buy the actual photos. I'd rather spend my money on new shoes. Or food. Say something.

Sam's boyfriend, Ryan, hardly trained and, mid-race, decided to run the Full Marathon. So, we all finished, showered, relaxed, went out to eat, ordered drinks, and then Ryan joined us -- 2 hours later.

Yes, his bib says his name is Rachel.

Running, relaxing, and eating my weight in carbs is very tiring, so we all took naps on the way home.

So proud.

Secondly, how was your Thanksgiving? I hope it was as splendid as mine. I spent time with family and shopped a little bit. But mostly, I relaxed.

It. Was. Perfection.

After the race on Sunday, I didn't feel the need to jump right back into running or CrossFit, so I took a couple of days off and jumped right back in by Wednesday. It hurt.

I did not get a picture of our Turkey Day festivities. I did, however, snap a shot of the most painful WOD I've performed to date.

 Courtesy of my favorite CF coach, this WOD was performed 12 Days of Christmas style. Starting with 2, then 3, 2, then 4, 3, 2, then 5, 4, 3, 2...etc. The big spin was that these exercises took place on alternating floors of the building, so we had to climb up and down stairs between each set. It took me over an hour. I took the next two days off to recover from the mental and physical exhaustion. I'm such a wuss.

Thankfully, during those next two days I devoured some delicious things. I snapped photos of two of my fav meals:

  

Lamb chop carcasses and apple crumble. I realize the crumble looks like piles of poo, but it isn't. It's delicious.

Lastly, it's about that time when wishlists begin making their way around my family. And, while I love knowing what my family really wants, I value the element of surprise way too much to ask them. My parents always give me one or two things and I HATE that they know what they're going to get! So, I don't even ask for lists. Selfish? Maybe.

I did, however, fulfill some of my own wishes from my list this weekend. One of which being...

Leopard heels. Hot ones.

Bam. So exciting. The boy and I are going out of town this weekend for a wedding in New Orleans, so I will definitely be breaking these out. Pictures forthcoming.

Until then, have fun being bad.

-t