You guys, I love this weather. It’s cool and sunny and I am no longer sweating myself to death every time I dare to leave the apartment.
Despite the nice weather though, I decided to take myself to the Y last night for some running.
Don’t ask me why. I’ve missed the Y, maybe?
Maybe.
Anyway, I was feeling pretty sore from my Shred incident on Tuesday, but since I lack common sense, I did not let that stop me and ran for about forty five minutes.
My quads are now on strike. I won’t be doing any exercising today.
Also, there was a distracting woman on the treadmill yesterday, mumbling “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as she ran, and also, clapping in time to the music on her iPod.
The clapping startled me, but I managed to stay firmly planted on my treadmill.
When I got home, I was near exhausted, but then, I was pleasantly surprised.
By these:
Amy, my blog friend from over at Second City Randomness, was kind enough to send me some homemade peanut butter toffee chocolate chip cookies. She is awesome.
And so are her cookies.
I wasted no time, as you can see from how sweaty I am.
Someone please explain to me why one of my eyes is always so squinty.
Anyway, I spent the rest of the night firmly planted on my loveseat, reading this:
I literally could not put it down. This one is as outrageous as the last. It also touches more on rebelling against the country’s dictatorship-like government, and it stirs up my rebellious, thirteen-year-old self.
If I haven’t convinced you to start the series, tell me what else I can do. You guys need to be reading these, because they are so quick, and so nutso.
I already have JW hooked, and as soon as I finished last night, the book went directly into his hands.
Yes, Wednesday nights are exciting in the Palluzzi-Wagenschutz household.
Up today is grabbing my bridesmaid dress for JD’s wedding, coming home after work (and NOT going to the gym. I have to keep reminding myself that I will likely die if I try to run again today), and catching up on some TV/It’s FOOTBALL SEASON.
So there’s that.
And now I’m off. Have a good morning, chickpeas!




