Good morning. How was the weekend? Happy Easter and Happy Passover to those who celebrated.
Our weekend was a nice mix of active, relaxing, and productive. Can’t complain about that.
Andrew had Friday off so we started the day with a workout, taking advantage of an empty weekday morning at LA Fitness. We rewarded ourselves with smoothies from Rainbow Acres on the way home. The usual: two sambazon acai smoothies, sub almond milk for apple juice, please.
Friday night, a few friends came over for drinks and apps.
A few hours in, Cards Against Humanity made an appearance, at which point things took a turn for the hilarious. We made a questionable addition to the rules so that the dealer of each round not only picked a “winner” of the cards that were played, he also picked a “drinker”, or a losing card whose owner got to take a tequila shot. If you dare to play this version, make sure you grab a round of waters for the table first. Good times.
Somehow despite the tequila, we managed to have an uber productive Saturday, running errands all over town. One of our errands was a trip to Sport Chalet so I could look for some new running shoes. I tried on all sorts of Nikes, New Balances, Asics, etc, but the clear winners were a pair of Merrells that happened to be on sale (apparently they still are, here). They fit perfectly and were very comfortable. (I love that Sport Chalet had a treadmill set up in the shoe department for shoe testing.)
As we were about to checkout, the woman at the cash register opened the box to check the shoes and noticed that the two shoes were not the same size. One was a 7.5 and one was an 8, and store policy didn’t allow them to sell us mismatched shoes. I was super bummed because the shoes had fit so well and were on sale.
We went back to the shoe department, explained the situation to an associate and waited while he looked for the other mismatched pair so I could re-try them both on. When he returned several minutes later, he had great news. The other mismatched pair must have been sold already, so if we were willing to take this pair on final sale, he’d give us an extra 20% off. Win!
And so that is the super long origin story of my new running shoes. Phew!
Saturday night, we walked to dinner at our favorite spot, Centanni. For some bizarre reason, the restaurant was empty. With the exception of two other tables, we were the only people there. And by the end of our meal, we really were the only ones. Andrew practically yelled our chocolate lava cake order back into the kitchen himself.
Sunday morning, we had a nice Easter Brunch at Rockenwagner before running a few last errands in Santa Monica.
We dined on leftovers and relaxed while watching the first of the final episodes of Mad Men. I’m already starting to miss the show and it’s not even over yet.
Here we are again, Monday morning, trying to get back into the weekday swing of things. Prepping for my CPT exam is at the top of my priority list today, just as soon as I test out my new kicks. 🙂
Have a good week, everyone.
Question: Do you have a go-to brand of running shoes?