I was on my way to the Incline this morning for the first time in almost two months when a friend I haven't seen in ages called to say he was in town and did I want to come climb the Incline with him and some friends. I met up with the little group which included his dad, who then proceeded to not only smoke all of us the way up AND down, but then talked us into an additional and slightly treacherous hike on the way back to the house. His mother had laid out all manner of post-workout snacks and somehow the afternoon and early evening managed to slip away in a haze of good conversation and catching up. I didn't really get to any of the errands I was planning but it was an awfully nice way to kill a saturday.
I've been trying to pick up my workouts a little this week in anticipation of things like swimsuit season and my fifth (!) Wasatch Back Relay in two months. So I was worn out after two plus hours of hiking and running and decided to stay in and watch a couple of movies tonight.
Aaaand now it's almost 1 and little night owl me is wide awake. So I do what I often do late at night which is hop on iTunes and listen to things I haven't listened to in ages. Tonight I was thinking about college for some reason and so of course, because I am a female in her thirties who went to college in the nineties-that means plenty of Sarah McLachlan. I bought Fumbling Towards Ecstasy after my first breakup (I know, I know, be a bigger cliche please) my sophomore year and then bought Surfacing on my way down to school my senior year. Maybe now that she's a little bit adult contemporary-esque this will sound silly-but when I was 19 she was actually kind of edgy. You didn't really hear her on the radio and I felt like a grown-up for liking her. Seniors listened to Sarah McLachlan. And you know, when you are 19, senior girls are pretty much the epitome of cool.
This is one of my favorites.