Are any of you still adjusting to this hour we lost over the weekend? I know I am. As a born and bred Hoosier, we never had DST growing up. I know, weird, right? But to us, it was normal. And I loved not having to worry about it. My first experience with it was when I lived in Germany, and I was so freaked out that I would never get the time right. Obviously, I did, but it took a few times for me to feel comfortable. Now that we are back in the states, we still have to deal with it. I was just getting used to waking up in the daylight and now, bam, it's pitch black again. Not. A. Fan.
It was a beautiful, glorious day yesterday. So good, we had to go out for a little al fresco dining happy hour. It was great. It was just what I needed. I had the top down on my car and flip flops on my feet. I think it got up to 82 degrees. Today? I woke up and it was 34. Womp, womp. So rather than be depressing, I'll share a picture from yesterday.
Houlihans happy hour food is legit. Their drinks? Not so much. Went for the old faithful wine, but I was really in the mood for a cocktail. But, look at Joel! Outside in short sleeves?! Yesterday was legit.
I even went for a run. Yeah, that happened. It's been forever, and even though it was a beautiful day, I was seriously hurting at the end of the 30 minutes. Time to get in the swing of things. Since I stopped seeing the chiro, I am trying to incorporate fitness back into my routine. It's been hard, quite frankly. I've been so, for lack of a better term, lazy. I used the excuse of being told to not exercise a little too seriously, but hopefully I can work on that. I am also starting weigh-in Wednesdays back up after my upcoming trip, but will try to update here and there on my journey.
On another note, I am getting injections on Friday to try and help my headaches/migraines. I am scared out of my mind. I have a slight phobia of needles as it is, and my doctor told me that there are 30 injection sites, and it will take 40-60 minutes for the whole process. I really, really hope that this works. I feel like I am running out of options at this point, and I am tired of having a serious headache every day of my life. SO if you could, say a little prayer for me Friday afternoon. I asked for some Valium ahead of time, and she e-mailed me back asking if breathing exercises would work. I really hope that she's kidding.
And for no other reason, here's a cute picture of our foster dog. Isn't he the wrinkliest thing ever? Jabba the Hut, anyone?