Note to self - NEVER plan a tempo run or speed session on Friday night. It won't work, and the legs will hate you.
Saturday Morning
The Spectacular - Launch of new programs at the RWJ Fitness and Wellness Center. The studios were packed, and the new music and workout profile for Power (endurance strength conditioning class) is great. Fergy definitely makes bicep curls a lot easier to contend with.
Saturday Afternoon
Parts of New Brunswick was closed down for the Coexistence Festival. Before we walked around the festivities, we headed off to Marita's Cantina for a little Cinco de Mayo lunching. I'm not too keen on Mexican or Tex Mex, but my Beau loves the stuff. While we were there, we saw this ...
I was offended by the indecency while my Beau was laughing hysterically internally. He kept on asking me, "How can she not feel a draft?" Just a little lower, and she could totally be in position to relieve herself. Apparently, nothing comes between her and her Gap.
After seeing that, we saw some of this ...
It's the Indigo Girls! Oh, and there were some lesbian loving going on in the crowd during their performance.
Sunday Morning
10 Miles in about an hour and a half. It was leisurely run with a maximum heart rate that didn't exceed 75%.
Sunday Afternoon
I met the Devil. Apparently, he's blond and goes by the name of George. He's going to be my personal trainer. He believes that I can get to Boston, but it's going to require a lot of speed work, which we both know that I won't enjoy. I think my addiction will be cured, and I will soon acquire the healthy all-American aversion for gym going.
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