Oh. So. Sore. and A Bunch of Rambling

Day 2 = pain everywhere. This is why I didn't cross train during my Half Marathon training. Lifting weights hurts for days! I realize that once I've been doing it awhile, I won't hurt so badly. But today, I can barely sit down to pee. And opening heavy doors hurts my chest. And walking up stairs.... oh don't even go there.

Sadly, my abs aren't sore at all. Guess 5 minutes at the end of class ain't gonna do it.

No weigh in today because I had Chinese food last night and I'm not a masochist. I don't want to know how much water weight I'm retaining. Lalalalala--I'm not listening to you, Mr. Scale.

Have a funeral today (my mom's husband's father died, which is sad but he was old and had severe dementia, so it's one of those "it's really a blessing" type of thing), and I'm wearing my black dress from The Limited. I'd forgotten how low cut it was, but oh well. It will give my family something to gossip about, I suppose. I do look mighty cute in it, if I do say so myself.

Tonight my mom is keeping the kids, so DH and I get to have yet another date (we are sure getting those a lot lately). I think we are going to dinner and to see the 2nd Narnia movie.

I will workout Saturday morning, with a run and another Group Power class (if I can move). I'm torn about running tonight because my legs are just shredded. I'm sure once I get going I'd be okay, but really? I'd like to be able to get out of bed tomorrow morning, so my guess is today will be another rest day.

Oh, and I'll have tons more to say about this later, but had to let you guys know--we are going to Spain next summer. With 3 other couples that we hang with. And until our first planning meeting last night (which is when I had the Chinese food) I wasn't that excited about it--because Spain has never been on my list of European destinations that I'm dying to visit, but The Mastermind of the trip decided that's where we all needed to go because none of us would ever go there by ourselves, and we are all a bunch of lemmings and nodded our heads that Yes, Max, we should all go to Spain--but after seeing where we'll likely be staying I am nothing but excited. Plans are still very preliminary, but we are looking at staying in the Catalonia region (which is north of Barcelona), in a farm house in the hills/countryside. When we get a house booked, I'll post it so you can see where we'll be staying. So far, all of them are incredible, and all are at least 15th century (one was even built in the 12th century). Unreal.

It's a whole year away, so thankfully we have time to study up on Spain and, oh yeah, work our asses off so we can afford it. But hey, my ass needs some more worked off of it anyway. I'd like it to be a bit smaller since I'm going to be on a beach next year in SPAIN!