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Punting climbing on Saturday was supposed to give me extra time this weekend, but somehow I still didn't accomplish as much as I wanted or even relax (read: play GW or watch tv) enough. However, after 5 weeks of not seeing each other, B2 commented at dinner, "Have you been sleeping? You look so refreshed!" ( Read more... ) Oh, and note to self: the new Goodfellas isn't worth it. Sad.
But yes, I did get more sleep - I slept until noon on Saturday! - but I'm still sleepy. Bleh. I did half the laundry I needed to :(, I only ran once this weekend (albeit a full loop around the park), and I didn't pay bills or work on prepping the house for my roommate. Double-bleh. Oh, and I missed the Big Apple BBQ fest, despite seeing it mentioned on Gawker.com and getting a vm reminding me about it, bc I couldn't be bothered to go to Madison Sq Park between everything else. And, quite frankly, I ate too much this weekend as it is. The guy at Hilton's store measured me yesterday and let's just say there won't be any cute outfits next Sat. Which is sad, bc the more I think about it, the more I realize that's the best thing about Sat. Blerg.
Yoga's weird. I missed my usual Sat afternoon class, so I went to Sun morning. Both Sun morning and Mon night are labelled "astanga yoga", but Sun morning was cardio yoga or something. Lots of jumping around and pushupy things. Somehow though, it seemed ferreal. The teacher seemed really lame at first, but the poses were good and she cared about even the n00bs. Maybe too much - while correcting my pose at one point, she pushed my head into the floor s'more and this morning my hamstrings were all cranky. Two times around the track this morning showed them.
And now off to two days of stats class. good thing there's coffee in my smoothie.
But yes, I did get more sleep - I slept until noon on Saturday! - but I'm still sleepy. Bleh. I did half the laundry I needed to :(, I only ran once this weekend (albeit a full loop around the park), and I didn't pay bills or work on prepping the house for my roommate. Double-bleh. Oh, and I missed the Big Apple BBQ fest, despite seeing it mentioned on Gawker.com and getting a vm reminding me about it, bc I couldn't be bothered to go to Madison Sq Park between everything else. And, quite frankly, I ate too much this weekend as it is. The guy at Hilton's store measured me yesterday and let's just say there won't be any cute outfits next Sat. Which is sad, bc the more I think about it, the more I realize that's the best thing about Sat. Blerg.
Yoga's weird. I missed my usual Sat afternoon class, so I went to Sun morning. Both Sun morning and Mon night are labelled "astanga yoga", but Sun morning was cardio yoga or something. Lots of jumping around and pushupy things. Somehow though, it seemed ferreal. The teacher seemed really lame at first, but the poses were good and she cared about even the n00bs. Maybe too much - while correcting my pose at one point, she pushed my head into the floor s'more and this morning my hamstrings were all cranky. Two times around the track this morning showed them.
And now off to two days of stats class. good thing there's coffee in my smoothie.
