Holy Monday it’s warm! My car registered 61 degrees this morning…February 1! Not only am I definitely not complaining, but I am moments away from running, hopping, skipping, and jumping my booty outside for some me time. There is no snow on the ground, no snow in the forecast (knock on wood), and it’s warm and sunny. Not too shabby for a Monday.
This weekend was busy, but uneventful. Friday was my rest day from the gym, but I was up at 4:30 AM for work, napped, went out for a pizza and salad lunch with my mom, then worked some more! That night, I went bowling and pretty much killed the first round (and lost terribly the next).
Saturday started with more work, luckily not as early. After, I fit in a pretty great workout that I wasn’t sure would happen since I was feeling tired. Strength training included biceps, back, shoulders, and core, followed up with a run on the treadmill. I hadn’t been outside in a long time, but I should have just glanced out the window and realized it would have been better to run outside. Missed opportunity!
My Sunday started with some grocery shopping and a workout I put together for my sister and me. We started on the elliptical to warm up with some cardio, then hit the weights to work our triceps, chest, legs, and core. Phew. Our post-workout meal was a late brunch we put together ourselves, including berry pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon. Yum! I also met this little dude yesterday. My new nephew, Coconut.
It took us awhile to get him to come out from under the bed, but he quickly warmed up to his Auntie. Playing with him made me miss my little guy that much more, remembering all the times we used to play and laugh with Bandit.
The other night, my mom was using my laptop to put together a PowerPoint Presentation and she happened to click a random button that popped up with a video that was apparently taken on my computer. I clicked on it, not knowing what it was, and it turned out that a few years ago, I had filmed Bandit watching cat videos to see if he had a reaction. At one point, I had reached my hand over to pet him, which he enjoyed for a few moments, before turning on me and biting my hand! It was such a typical Bandit moment and my mom and I burst out laughing (the tears are coming now thinking about it). Had I seen that two weeks ago, I would have been torn apart by grief, but as things get easier I found it was just what I needed.
Funny how life happens sometimes.