Another Boring Weekend
I feel like this is the third Monday in a row that I have come to report that there has been little to no activity over the weekend. I’m not complaining, but I need to start fancying up my Saturdays and Sundays soon so I can have something to say besides “I did laundry.”
I did a lot of nothing because I started to slip into procrastination mode again. I have gained a lot since moving here and stepping outside of my comfort zone, but with an addictive mind comes the need for instant gratification in all areas of my life. I have a hard time sitting and waiting for my work to come to fruition (i.e., money, fortune, fame), so even though I can see the pieces coming together, if I am not careful I will only look at the moment and see that there isn’t much to show for it. I am not saying that there aren’t plenty of things to be grateful for; I am saying that my warped thinking doesn’t always see them.
BUT today is the start of a new week, so I am putting forth more effort and working harder towards goals. I know that everything will pay off in the end, so I will try and appreciate the journey rather than find dissatisfaction with not being at the end.
SO to recap my exciting and enthralling weekend:
Saturday I went to a 6 am class at CrossTown Fitness. Every month they host their Litmus class, which is a free class for fitness professionals and trainers. It is taught by another trainer in the city and this month happened to be taught by Paul from Sweat on State. It was a fun way to meet other trainers from around the city and catch up with friends!
Saturday night Neil and I went to Chipotle for dinner. I always get a bowl with all sorts of goodness, but Saturday I took it way back to my days of not being as mindful of my eating. I would always get the same thing: barbacoa tacos with cheese and hot salsa. It is the oiliest thing you will ever eat and needing to wash your hands is inevitable by the end, but I haven’t had them in years and they were glorious.
Sunday I was sucked into a vortex of reading for hours. I am about 2/3 through The Little Friend and I would read some, get sleepy, nap, wake, repeat. The only time I stopped was at the mention of lunch. We went to Lyfe Kitchen and I got the antipasto salad. Good, but I’m not used to dressing on my salads and forgot to ask for it on the side. A little oily for my taste, but since I had already been drinking it the night before, I went with the flow.
On the way home we stopped at Glazed and Infused since there hasn’t been a donut inhaling recently. I had read about Donut Fest that morning on Twitter and cursed myself for not knowing about it. I decided to go for a new flavor instead of the delicious apple fritter that I know and love, but I was sadly disappointed. My being adventurous did not pay off and I dreamed of apple fritters during my book naps.
- Ice cream, frozen yogurt, or gelato?
- Salads: dressing or no dressing?
- What is one thing you do to make sure you are productive?