LASIK + Anniversary

Mondays are such a drag. Especially went you spent all day Sunday loading up on liquid carbs.

Unfortunately, Tuesday is also turning out to be a real big drag, but I'm trying to snap out of it.

How unbelievably cute is this:

Well it happened. I had LASIK on Friday and I am beyond thrilled. Seriously. The fact that people see like this all the time with no glasses or contacts just floors me. Because I enjoy yall, I am totally willing to share this picture with you:

yes, those are "eye shields" very professionally taped to my eyes.

Yep, that's how I spent all day Friday after surgery (a surgery that lasted a whopping 13 seconds per eye. I need to be an opthamalogist, clearly). I was supposed to "sleep" all day (then what the heck am I supposed to do at night!), was banned from the computer and from texts. What do you do then?!? So I drank mimosas, took two naps, and did laundry and housework (in my eye shields, duh).

Ummm... how cute is he:

My parents took pity on me and brought Sean and I dinner Friday night and Saturday night (I need to have surgery more often).

Saturday Sean drove me back to the doctor and they did a vision check. 20/15, baby, take that! Stupid Sean wanted them to give him an eye test as well. Apparently he has 20/15 vision on his own (lame).

And then I did nothing. And it was glorious. I spent all day reading.

Sunday I won wife of the year award when I made banana-walnut pancakes. Happy Anniversary, honey.

Uhh, yes, they are the cutest things I've ever laid (new) eyes on:

Then we went to the Museum of Natural Science because Sean was dying to see the Texas exhibit.

Then we went to Bodega's, which is reminiscent of a Chipotle with phenomenal margaritas. We split a salad and got caught up in the Astros game... Which I don't even want to talk about. Another margarita and two beers later we left mid-8th inning because I was disgusted with our uncanny ability to give games away.

But I'm not bitter.

We went to a 3d IMAX, which was awesome, about orangutans and elephants and then we went to MAX'S WINE DIVE. That's in all caps for a reason, my friends. If you are looking for a cool little wine bar in Houston go there. The guy that runs the place is awesome!

We got a free glass of champagne for celebrating our 1st anniversary and he discounted the price on our bottle of wine (I love you!). I think he was feeling a little sentimental because he had just gotten married two weeks ago. I promised him I would social media the sh*t out of his place, so in case you missed that, it was MAX'S WINE DIVE.

We went and had sushi after at Soma and I was going to take a picture, but I got as far as the soup before something weird happened and I inhaled all the sushi... I'm not sure what that was about.

When we got home we got out the top of our wedding cake from this time last year (it was frozen til now) and had a slice (that we shared!!) and it was surprisingly delicious. I was a little nervous about year-old cake, but I promise you we ate that slice quickly.

To counteract the million calories that I ate Sunday, I am happy to announce I am cleared for running again. And as much as I DID NOT want to go run when I got home last night, I killed it. A good 7 miles of pure sweat in 83 degree Houston weather.

I now pronounce you...

Happy Anniversary Hubs! You are AWESOME.

Hills.

After the Blue Bell Fun Run 5k I realized something: for as much as I train and run and cross train and strength train and do yoga and pilates, I never really focus on hills. I do some speed work here and there, but hills have been, well, obsolete in my life.

The Clover 5k in all of its suckiness SHOULD have been an indicator to this, but I gleefully ignored why the race sucked so much (other than poor layout). Hills.

The Blue Bell 5k was even more hilly than the Clover 5k, but for whatever weird race reason I floated through this race.

Once I crossed the finish line one of the first things I said to Sean was that I needed to spend some time with hills and speed work.

Hills and I had our first official date this morning, along with the trusty and reliable treadmill. We all three met up nice and early in the quiet and dark and I left a hot, sweaty mess.

6 miles of hills is brutal. My poor calves are just plum tuckered out.

This whole week (since the 5k) has been an intensive work out week. I did a 33 minute speed session Sunday, a training run Monday, Spin Class and ab work Tuesday, a training run and strength session Wednesday, 6 miles of hills, 10 minutes of Pilates and (will do) an hour of yoga today, and tomorrow I have a training run, strength work and probably another 10 minutes of Pilates. That really doesn't sound too bad when I read it. In fact, a lot of my weeks look similar. But it's been awhile since I've taken a day off. Remember when we talked about that?

I have a good reason, I really do. See tomorrow morning, I get to go and have LASIK. No more eye infections for me (hopefully).

And after I have LASIK I can't work out at all (not even yoga, boo) for at least 3 days. My running self almost cried (I wish I was kidding). No running? No. What about yoga? NO. ehhhhhh ok. fine.

They said I could do a "light walk". What a tease.

Anyway, I get to take the day off work tomorrow and force Sean to spend all day with me (he's a good husband!). So hopefully I'll have some time to update my bloggin' friends on the rest of my life. But today, today all I can think about is those darn hills. And how much I really love them. Is that weird? Don't get me wrong, they were AWFUL. I wanted to quit so many times. But as soon as it was over, even though I was dripping with sweat and wanted nothing more than to just sit and die, all I could think about and have been thinking about is how much I wish I started doing hills sooner.

Oh and P.S. Our one year anniversary is this weekend :)