Five for Friday

Time for a little catch up of all the things I’ve been meaning to talk about but somehow haven’t found the time for. This would normally be a couple posts but I already forgot what I had for breakfast so I should probably get this out now.

1.  I ran the Winter Park Road Race 10k a couple weekends ago.

I didn’t want to run it this year even though Michelle was already signed up. I’ve run this race the past two years in a row and each time I was so burned out from racing all season that I hated it. So this year, I was going to skip it and avoid the agony. But, I’ve run half the races this season that I normally do and wasn’t feeling the burn out, so I knew I could PR. So I caved in and registered a week before the race solely for the PR I thought I could get.

And I got it!

Finish time: 57:23 (for a 5 minute and 23 second PR)

The whole race was an effort, just like Best Damn Race, and I can’t say I enjoyed it but I never felt like I was going to die so I kept going. It’s nice to have a couple PRs under my belt this year. I seriously thought it would never happen. I have one more PR attempt at a 10 miler on Sunday. So, we’ll see how that goes.

2. I saw Divergent last weekend. That guy that plays Four? Ugh. So gross.

He’s 29 and 6’1” and English and plays the guitar and sings not that I looked that up directly after the movie or anything.

I liked it. A lot. It was a long movie but I think it did the book justice. I also liked Shailene Woodley a lot more than I thought I would, so now I’m looking forward to The Fault in Our Stars movie even more. (She’s the lead and the dude that plays her brother in Divergent plays her boyfriend in it. Wrap your mind around that one.)

3. Last Friday night, I went out for drinks with Lisa (the bestie) and this happened at the table behind us.

The guy fell asleep so his friends stacked beer bottles and silverware on him. I was about three beers in so I  found it extremely entertaining at the time.

4. On Monday, Hubs and I went to the Miley Cyrus concert.

Throughout the whole thing I kept thinking, did I just see that? Yes. Yes I did.

Hubs scored some tickets from work that are in a fairly nosebleed section but they include free parking downtown, a buffet dinner, and free beer and wine. So basically everything I love and nothing I don’t.

When we walked in, the woman at the door searched my purse, saw my sweater in it, and was not going to let me freaking bring it in because “extra clothes” were not allowed. I told her not to worry because, you know.

I guess they were worried about people throwing clothes on stage? I don’t think I could have thrown a baseball on the stage from where I was sitting, but whatever. Anyway, say what you will about Miley, but I like her crazy ass and she puts on a great show. Hubs and I both said we’d easily pay to see her next time.

Is it even possible to hate a show in which she enters the stage on a tongue slide coming out of her mouth?

Or where she dances with a giant wolf?

Or when she shares the stage with a giant floating space kitty?

I say no.

5. Because I’m sure I burned some of your corneas with #4, here’s an adorably pathetic picture of Pants after she flopped.

We’ve been trying to get video of her flop for years. The only warning we get is when she starts licking the carpet. It only lasts for about five seconds, so we pretty much need our phone in hand and ready. After the carpet lick, she goes from a standing position to flopping on her side in about two seconds. Afterwards, her ear is slicked back and she looks so pathetic. It’s the best time to get the good pets in too.

Who do you love that everyone else hates? For me, it’s Miley and Ke$ha. Although, I’m sure I could come up with an even longer list.

Girl’s Night Out

Saturday morning started out with a 10 mile run with my running group. The run was harder than I expected it to be. After doing 16 miles last weekend and not working out at all the three days prior, I thought this one would be a breeze.

Nope. It sucked. Thank goodness Michelle ran with us this time because the entire running group was ahead of me again. I just can’t keep up with them and it’s really bumming me out.

There was one good thing that came out of this run. Or maybe I should say it didn’t come out…

I did the no sugar thing again and my stomach was great the whole time. Yay for no pooping! We finished the run in 1 hour and 43 minutes (a 10:20 pace). Not bad since that time included all the walking breaks.

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After the run, I finally finished this book.

I thought there were several areas in the book that weren’t descriptive enough for me to visualize exactly what was happening, but besides that, I loved it.

Divergent is a young adult book that is very similar in genre to The Hunger Games. It’s the author’s first book (She’s 22. Feel free to hate her now.) and it’s the first in a series. I highly recommend it, but be warned that if you read this one, the next one won’t be out for a year. (You can check out the book summary at the author’s blog if you’re interested.)

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Saturday night, I met up with Michelle, Jackie, Kate, and Kate’s sister-in-law, Kelley, at Frank and Steins – a new pub and eatery in downtown Orlando.

We arrived around 8:00 pm and grabbed the last table available.

Frank and Steins has a beer menu as big as most restaurants’ regular menus.

The food menu looked like a newspaper article, which I thought was super cute.

The pub had all sorts of board games you could play – we noticed other tables playing Hungry Hungry Hippo, Jenga, Operation, and Connect Four. There was even Ski Ball.

There were over 300 beers to choose from and I started off with the most girly beer I could find. My beer taste doesn’t go too far past the “Bud Light meter.”

That is until Michelle ordered a Kasteel Rouge Cherry beer that was so good I had to get one myself.

We took lots of pictures.

Michelle asked everyone to pull her finger.

And we witnessed a near bar fight.

(The balding guy in the middle put his beer down on an occupied table and the girl that was sitting at the table slammed it. hahaha. GOD I love Orlando.)

By the time we were ready to leave, the place was packed. We gave up our table to the hovering vulchers and walked over to Ember.

More drinks were consumed.

Gang signs were thrown up.

I think Michelle sang a Miley Cyrus song to us. And then at some point, we made it home.