This weekend flew by, and I’m kind of depressed about it because it was such a good one. It was so good, in fact, that I even got all my workouts in. I know. I’m shocked, too. Can I get a sticker or something?
After work on Friday, I ran some speedwork while Maddux played on his new train. He’s obsessed with Thomas, and he’s tried to take this thing up the stairs several times now.
I know I said I got all my workouts in, but that’s fudging the truth a little. I worked out when I should have, but I didn’t work out as much as I should have. Technicalities. Whatever. Friday I was supposed to run 4 miles, but I only had time for 2.5 miles of HIIT. I had to hurry up and get to dinner. I would skip any workout for Japanese food. Let’s be real.
While we were there, Maddux tried to fight his cousin with chopsticks and dumped an entire salad on the floor when he should have been posing for a picture. Good times. You know he’s done something terrible, because he never smiles in front of the camera.
After dinner, we had cupcakes and ice cream and I got a few belated birthday presents. Can’t say I’m mad at that.
Saturday was a rest day, and you can bet I took full advantage of that. We ended up doing nothing all day until we finally got dressed and headed to the mall. We ate dinner and then played putt-putt. I’ll never tell Maddux that this isn’t the real thing, because it’s freeeeee.
When we got home, it was time for pajamas and Mad Men. No, Maddux isn’t allowed to watch that with me. I can’t really remember, but I’m sure we watched Frozen again before he went to bed. I act like that annoys me, but I still freaking love that movie. I would start quoting it right now, but I don’t want y’all to think I’m weird.
Sunday was Easter, so we got to dress up a little for church. You can wear jeans there, so yes, this was fancy for us. I wore a watch and everything, y’all.
After church we ate lunch and hunted eggs at my Memaw and PopPop’s house. Maddux actually understood the concept of finding Easter eggs.
Until he found candy in them. “NO ONE told me about the CANDY!”
From then on out, he just grabbed eggs, took the candy out, and tossed them back.
I ended up taking most of the candy from him because I’m a jerk. His words, not mine. Then I gave him a mint chocolate for calling me names. He liked it. I’ll never win.
After he had enough chocolate, he went bug hunting. He found an ant.
Easter was actually the first warm, pretty day we’ve had in a while, so we went down to the river to soak it all in.
Then I ran 5 miles, even though I was supposed to run 6. But, you guys, a bug flew into my eye and I had to quit early. Okay, so the having to quit is a lie, but a bug really did breathe his last breath on my iris, though. Sad times.
Now I have to go decide if I want to lift weights, clean the house, or watch more episodes of Mad Men. Only time will tell.