This weekend was marked by triumphs both great and small.
I started out on Saturday morning by sorting a year's worth of junk mail and six months' worth of glass bottles and jars, and taking all of it to the recycling center. They were having a special shredding event, so it saved me hours and hours of shredding my own junk mail. It was a lot of fun to lob the bottles one by one into the dumpster and hear them shatter. I recommend taking your glass to the recycling center any time you feel the need for a little anger management.
On Sunday I walked the half marathon. I prepared as best I could, with special socks, a bag that held two water bottles, and new capri pants that I'm sure I'll use later for yoga class. Once I cut the tags out of the pants to make sure they wouldn't start bugging me during the 13.5 mile walk, I thought I had it all planned out.
It turned out that the injury I didn't anticipate was caused by the seams in the sleeves of my t-shirt. They rubbed the undersides of both arms absolutely raw and there was nothing I could do about it, short of removing my t-shirt and exposing my pale, sports bra-clad flab to the world. I chose to suffer instead.
The walk went quite well and although I'm sure my legs will be stiff tomorrow (my knees are pretty stiff now), I handled it better than I had expected. Admittedly, I was pretty quiet for the last few miles and I wasn't inclined to hurry to catch up when I got left behind at the final stoplight. Still, it's nice to know that I'm capable of walking that far, even if I never do so again.
At band practice we auditioned a guy who used to play in a band with my mom probably 18 years ago. It went quite well, we're all exactly in agreement about what we want from the band, and he can even help us book gigs. [Clouds part, sun shines, chorus of voices swells.] He's the guy!
Look for gigs to be announced soon. I think we're finally on track to start playing out within a month or less. Hooray!
So how was your weekend?