Friday afternoon brought sun. Sun that told me "you cannot go to a workout class indoors." Luckily, I had motivation to do a workout so I headed home, put on my workout clothes and cycling shorts and headed off for an hour ride in the sun. It was relaxing and my pale legs thanked me for the chance to finally see the world again. After the ride I got home and made the awesome black bean tomato quinoa recipe that the boyfriend loved. So much so that he told me "I think this is the best thing you've ever made for me." And that's saying a lot because I've made him some pretty awesome dinners and desserts in the past few months, if I do say so myself.
Saturday morning I went to an Athletic Nia class for 90 min, which combined dancing, weights and a little bit of yoga. It was fun and silly, but a nice break for the knees next to running. Has anyone else tried Nia?
Sunday after a biiiig Easter brunch (and two donuts-boys are bad influences), the man friend, the dog and I headed out for a nice hike in the hills. After brunch we could have easily fallen into a food induced coma/nap, but I forced him to come with me and burn off some of those quiche, donut, coffee cake, mimosa calories from brunch. Near the top of the butte we stopped to take a brief rest and enjoy the view (and the house of my dreams).
Tonight I went to a 75 min Lifeforce Fit class, which included yoga, strength training and resistance moves, heart pumping and sweating activities (like jumping lunges and squat and jumps) and more stretching. Then I came home and did a 20 min ExerciseTv Biggest Loser workout and a 10 min 6packabs workout. Needless to say, I can feel the soreness already in my hamstrings and butt. Lunges will really do that to ya.
On an unrelated note, I want to know...what do you feel about moving in with someone you're dating? When's the right time? How did you know? How can you be sure it won't damage what you have? And do you feel like one of you sacrifice more in your relationship?
Update (Tues): Had a great convo with the ladies about this topic tonight. Although I'm not ready to move in, all this discussion made me realize I need to speak up a bit more. Say what I'm feeling. After all, you're in a relationship to share something, not just to be content. Sharing means exposing stuff that's not always pretty and perfect and happy. Sometimes it's hard and it hurts and it means telling him he needs to make the effort I'm so desperately craving for him to realize on his own.