A lot of people don’t like Sundays because they see it as the end of the weekend. But I don’t mind Sundays. I never do my long runs on Sundays, so my day is usually pretty wide open.
Today’s agenda included a short recovery run, a blogger brunch and errand-running. Allow me to provide more details…
First of all, Daylight Savings Time confuses the heck out of me. I wasn’t sure if the iPhone was going to automatically adjust to the change, so I set alarms for 7 am and 8 am. When the first one went off, I turned the TV on, saw that it was, in fact, 7 am, and went back to sleep for another hour. ‘Twas glorious!
I got up, stretched a bit, then headed outside (in shorts!) for a 3-mile run. I kept my pace very easy and even chatted with my mom on the phone for a bit while I ran. I stuck to the East River path, which was pretty as always.
Toward the end of the run I stopped to do 100 tricep dips on a park bench, then incline 25 push-ups. (Honestly, I could have done more push-ups, but I got bored.)
Next on the agenda: blogger brunch!
Ashley was kind enough to host another brunch — sponsored by Eggland’s Best — for bloggers, readers and friends. I love going to Ashley’s apartment because it’s located in one of my favorite areas of NYC, close to both Madison Square Park and Union Square. Naturally I was super early getting downtown, so I strolled through Madison Square Park and checked out the puppies.
Yup. I’m the creep who pretends to be texting but is really taking a photo of your dog. Beware Sketchy Ali.
Brunch, as could be expected, was great. Ashley cooked up some awesome food and I got to see old blog friends and make new ones.
Thank you, Eggland’s Best, for sponsoring the fabulous event. We all like Eggy.
And thank you, Ashley, for a wonderful morning!
After brunch, I had plenty of errands to run, including a trip to Whole Foods, which was surprisingly un-crowded for a Sunday afternoon.
I stocked up on my favorite goodies including trail mix supplies, Larabars and cereal. Then I said goodbye to Union Square…
…and headed back uptown.
Then I talked to my very best friend (since we were four years old!), who lives in Charlotte, NC, and had just returned from a cruise with her boyfriend.
Well, he was her boyfriend when they embarked on the cruise.
NOW HE’S HER FIANCE!
I am seriously so so so so so so so so excited for the two of them. They’re amazing together and I cried when I got the news.
She’s teeny tiny and he’s very tall. Together they’re awesome.
Obviously I teared up even more when she asked me to be her Maid of Honor. We basically told each other when we were six that someday we’d be each other’s Maid(s) of Honor, but today it really happened, and I cannot wait to help her with all the planning (and dress shopping! and bachelorette party planning!) that goes along with being part of the wedding.
I still have more errands to run, but I’m on cloud nine for my best friend, so my piles of laundry can wait.
TELL ME: Have you ever been a Maid of Honor? Start telling me everything I need to know to be awesome at the job!