I can be pretty uptight sometimes. If Sean is reading this I guarantee you he is emphatically shaking his head in agreement. Lately I’ve been so focused on building back up to running and getting back in shape that a lot of other things have taken a backseat. This weekend that changed.
Saturday, after running and working out, Sean and I loaded up the car and headed out to our old stomping grounds in San Marcos. San Marcos is like a slice of heaven for me, and I miss every. single. thing. about it. We went to San Marcos to do something that exemplifies my college experience – float the river. And we did so with two of Sean’s friends from high school who we also went to college with. Everything about it was perfection.
I didn’t worry about calories, I didn’t worry about if I was on my fifth or sixth beer, I didn’t worry about if chips were a healthy dinner or not… in fact I didn’t worry about anything other than if my shirt was still wearable after shotgunning a beer and, subsequently, spilling beer all over it. This picture sums it up perfectly:
That’s me, in the back, still trying to finish my beer after everyone else finished. Maybe I’m a little rusty.
Needless to say, I was in fine form yesterday. I snacked a lot, I wasn’t really all that healthy, and I was completely wiped out. And I really wouldn’t have it any other way. I laughed a lot this weekend, I relaxed for the first time in forever, and I enjoyed being the only girl with just the guys. Guys are so much easier to hang out with sometimes. There’s a lot less gossiping.
I also slept phenomenally last night. Probably because I didn’t sleep at all this weekend. When I woke up this morning I thought about feeling guilty for not being healthier this weekend and then I told myself to shut up and rolled over and went back to sleep for another hour. Because sometimes it’s worth it to just let it all go for a few days and enjoy just living.
Needless to say, I am ready to get back into the regular swing of things today. But I also wouldn’t change a thing about this weekend, even if I did exercise poor eating more than I actually exercised. I’m probably never going to be the perfect example of a “healthy living blogger” nor am I going to be someone that eats clean and works out diligently 100% of the time, and I’m OK with that. And whether I’m laughing because I giddily just ran three miles for the first time in months or because I just lost count of how many beers I’ve had doesn’t really make much of a difference to me, as long as I’m laughing.
). I still remember the day she called me to tell me that her and Kyle (her husband now) were going out (he had been a high school crush, and we spent many days after school hanging out with him and my boyfriend at the time) and then several months later when she told me they were getting married.
And to Baby Lance, you don’t even know how lucky you are to have the parents and the family that you do. I love your little face so much already.
Tell me what you love! I love my arms! They are probably one of the weakest parts of my body, so when I am able to do something – like a pull-up – they make me proud!
) Britt and I have been running together and hanging out for a little over a year now, and she is the very first person that I turn to when I need someone to tell me to suck it up and get the workout over with.
