Welcome back, Zooey! Sounds like a fantastic trip based on the whiskey and theater alone
I love visits that involve lots of walking; 5 miles a day means you're still working it! I can definitely relate to the declining endurance, but I find it's hard to do those longer workouts (even on the weekends) because life conspires against us. For me, I think the trick is going to be cramming more into that hour I have to exercise!
Speaking of exercise, I was a dancing queen last night at my friend's wedding. This is odd, because my husband and I usually don't dance...
at all! I suspect this "dancing breakout" has been brewing all year at concerts. It began with the awkward-white-person-head-bop, evolved through the foot-tapping-with-the-bassline, and finally emerged last night with full on sweaty dancing on a little faux parquet floor! Because this was sweaty dancing, I'm counting it as a workout.
And because I thought I was "so cool" for leaving my strappy shoes on during the dance workout, today's real workout may be a little slower thanks to some amazing blisters.
My school year is off to a great start. I love my seniors (who I had last year as juniors) because we're all very honest with each other and I swear they can read my mind. It was very cute looking at the comments they made on each other's papers last week because they all sound
just like me. I'm going to cry like a baby this year as college admissions roll in and graduation arrives! My juniors are pretty fun so far too. I feel really badly for the kiddos in my AP Lang class because I think I've been stuffing them with too much rhetorical theory and not enough opportunities to actually use the stuff. One of them asked me on Friday to pick one album to listen to for the rest of time, but before I could answer he said, "You're going to pick The Joshua Tree, aren't you?" Just to be contrarian I said I was in more of an Achtung Baby phase.
