Monday, March 25, 2013

Weekend Review

This past weekend we...
Went on a dinner date. Just us two. I can't remember the last time that happened. It was wonderful. :*

On the way home from dinner Eric made a quick stop at Animal Ark (he does this a lot) to look at the little puppies or kittens they have in the front window. I just sit in the car because it's too hard for me to window shop. I want a puppy SO BAD!

Saturday morning Mother Nature played her usual yearly trick where it snows the beginning of spring just when you think it's warming up. It was too wet, too cold and I was too much of a wimp to run in that yuck so I headed to the gym where I would spend 2 hours on and off (cause I got bored) of a treadmill. Not only is it super boring but I'm pretty sure treadmill running is harder than a normal street or canyon run. It's like you've got somebody constantly telling you not to stop and that's annoying. Anyway, it was hard so I really did not like my Saturday long run and that's all I'm going to say about it.

I hate to admit it sometimes but I don't make dinner very often. I'm just too busy with work and when I'm not working, I'd rather workout than slave over the stove. Sometimes when I have some extra time I'll get the cooking bug and Sunday was one of those days. I made this delish lasagna and because it doesn't happen often, I get so proud of myself so I make sure to take lots of pics. I made some whole wheat "breadsticks" but they tasted more like biscuits so no picture of those 'cause I'm not so proud of that.

After a total carb fest for dinner we went on a brisk walk in our matching sweat pants and ghetto sock and shoe combo. It was beautiful and sunny out but so cold. We didn't even work off 5% of what we ate but it was still nice to be outside together for a few minutes and sometimes I think that is more important. 

Hope everyone had a great weekend!

Happy Fitnessing!


  1. enjoying to read...
    <3 your sharings, thoughts, humor, and just good basic fit 4life knowledge. xo

  2. Oops, that was me, not my husband