I feel like most of my posts recently are just recaps of the weekend. It’s because I don’t really do much during the week, I guess. Go to work, go to the gym (sometimes), make dinner (sometimes), go to sleep. Kind of boring, right? And if I’m boring myself, I’m sure I’m boring anyone who might be reading.
The weekends are fun though and actually this one started out with something fun on Friday morning. My office recently started this “Bring Your Dog to Work Day.” We have about 80 people in the office and once a week on Fridays, someone is allowed to bring their dog into the office. Murphy made his debut this week.
Everyone LOVED him. He got a lot of belly rubs and had some fun running around the office. Honestly, it was probably more fun for everyone else than for me, because I was constantly watching him, making sure that he wasn’t bothering people and secretly freaking out that there was some back door open (there wasn’t.) He was good though and spent most of the time under a co-worker’s desk.
We took it easy on Friday night because we had to wake up early on Saturday morning for the Emory Winship 5K. This was actually a race that we participated in through my office (Emory is a client of ours). They gave us team shirts and about 30 people from work were there.
Though I’ve been walking on a treadmill and around my neighborhood, I have not really been running much. And when I say much, I mean at all. The last time I really ran was when I did the Color Me Rad 5K in July and even then I didn’t run the whole thing. So while Jason ran the race, I mostly walked with another co-worker. We did jog here and there, but mostly walked. The race was hilly though and I don’t know if it was that or the jogging or what, but I had some major discomfort afterward. Without getting too TMI on you, basically I just had a weird pressure and soreness in my pelvis. I also felt it a little bit in my inner thighs. That actually made me feel better about it, because it wasn’t just where the baby might be. Upon consulting Dr. Google, I found out that it is a pretty common occurrence in pregnant runners and I should just take it easy. I felt better the next day, but I think my days of running or jogging are over until next Spring.
After the race, we took naps and got ready to see Sigur Ros in concert. If you’re not familiar with them, they’re…umm…interesting. They sing in a combination of a made-up language and Icelandic, so it was almost like seeing an instrumental show because we couldn’t tell what they were saying.
I wouldn’t say it was the best concert I’ve ever been to, but it was cool and they played two songs that are always on my running mixes.
And also, this…
I finally got my Harry & Sons soup.