Meeeeeh. I'm not really a big Valentine's Day fan. I mean-- I appreciate the fact that it kinda makes an otherwise boring Thursday a little more exciting, but overall... kinda a silly, frivolous "holiday" to me. And, yes- I am happily married. But, no- I don't need a holiday to remind me to tell the Hubs how much I love him and blah, blah, blah, vomit, vomit, vomit.
So, the Hubs and I aren't doing anything special for the day. No gifts, no flowers, no fancy dinner out. We said we weren't even doing cards. It was a nice surprise when I woke up and had a cute little note from him in my purse.
Like I said, we have no big plans for the night. Dinner in. Maybe some TV. Torture our poor dog by giving her waaaay too much attention because we're obsessed with her. You know, the usual.
I did call both my sisters this morning to wish them a happy valentine's day and to tell them I love them.
|Yes I have 1 of my sisters in my phone as a weird nickname that starts with "Queen J...". That's totally not weird.|
They're both in a different time zone and an hour ahead of me, so it was 6:39 and 6:40am to them. J didn't answer, but Natalie did with a quick "Are you OK?? What's wrong???" What?? You mean calling someone before 7am just to wish them a happy valentine's day isn't a normal thing to do??? Haha. Sorry, Nat!!! HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!
In non-fake holiday and dog news, I've been running. Still obsessed with Yasso 800's (or at least my version of them). It's a freaking killer workout. Sweat just pours out of my me during these beasts. Proof?
Why yes, yes that is sweat on the ends of the sleeves and armpits and neck and back and chest and everywhere else. Sweat galore. What is it about breaking a good sweat that just makes the workout feel that much better?
Anyway- yesterday I did 7.5 miles of 800s (Speeds in 3:40ish, Recovery in 4:50ish) and Monday morning I did 8.5 miles of 800s (Speeds in 3:35ish, Recovery in 4:35ish). Brutal. Kicks my ass. Obsessed.
Today's a rest day. My muscles are crazy sore from a combo of Tuesday's Signature Strength class (at one point we legit did 200 lunges w/ a body bar and with 5 squats every 30 seconds thrown in... ya know... for good measure) and yesterday's speed workout. My poor legs are screaming, so a mid-week rest day is definitely in order.
Ok... well, I suppose I'm out. Happy Valentine's Day. Eat lots of chocolate and tell the people you love how much you love them... just maybe not at 6:40am.