A couple of weekends ago my friend gave her daughter a birthday party at the aquarium in Duluth. I realized I forgot to share any pictures of that with you, but if we're friends on Facebook you can see them on there. (And if we aren't- be my friend.)
Then I was driving today and yeah. I see this.
Then today I get home to see a guy in our neighbor's yard having the time of his life. First it was him playing air guitar (with no music) in the middle of the street. Then he was sitting on a tree stump playing with the broom. Then he started ice skating in the yard with his work boots or something on. Here he was trying to do a fancy twirl while rocking out to music that wasn't playing and he almost fell. Two hours this went on. At least. So either he found the drug houses in our neighborhood or he's high on life.
After that I decided I was just going to walk because my lungs were making it clear they had no interest in my running and didn't care to be outside anyways. While on the last stretch of my walk, I hear my neighbor on a walk of his own. Mostly because he was singing really loud (despite the fact I had my iPod on) and was going "ugh, ugh, ugh". Yeah. I didn't see him but I heard him for a couple of blocks. And if we're being honest? I now know why people own face masks. I have been in the house for 2 hours now and my face STILL hurts from being so cold and my thighs are just now feeling normal. They were pretty numb when I came in. So even though I froze my ass off, I got my workout in and it didn't require me to fuckmill it. Score.
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