I ended the night with a glass of wine, a bubble bath, and a good movie (never fear, I am working on the February movie post).
Saturday, I woke up early thanks to a German Shepherd jumping on my bed and begging to be let outside. Drank some coffee, had some breakfast, then headed off the the gym for an easy four mile run. I then went and cleaned out the car, did some grocery shopping, and got a call from my friend to see if I wanted to go walk the Katy Trial.
We hadn't seen each other in awhile so we started talking and the next thing I know my legs started to feel like jello. Realizing we had just walked an hour in one direction, we turned around and headed back. Six miles later, we made it back to our car.
On top of the four miles I had already done that day.
Which means I walked ten miles completely not on purpose.
That night I laid on the couch icing my ankle. Yet my self inflicted disability forced me to sit down and do something I wanted to do for a long time: watch Downtown Abbey
Everything everybody has said about this show is true. I am obsessed. So obsessed that I stayed up massively late watching the whole first season. I'm a little bummed I have to watch season two on my ipad, but am happy PBS offers it for free.
Now I am settling in to watch the Osars and frankly I couldn't care less who wins. I didn't see most of the movies this year, and didn't really want to. It was a rough year for movies, wouldn't you agree?
Happy Monday, ya'll!