Well this pretty much sums up my weekend in a nut shell. Very relaxing, perfect weather, lots of wine. I didn’t get up the mountains til about 2 on Saturday because I hit the gym hard in the morning and it doesn’t open til 8am (kinda annoying). Anyway, it was a nice drive up and when I got there was pleased to find the weather was much cooler.
Ball jars are fun ie dangerous because they re-fill very easily.
Get back in the saddle, buddy…
The weekend… Mom- reading, Dad- drinking, Me- being weird, Murph- trying to get someone to play frisbee with him.
Drunk yoga… I think I need to open up my own studio – it will be the new trend. Seriously, yoga’s all about relaxing, right?
J and I did our typical booze cruise in the afternoon and Murph came along.
Drop my phone in the water and I will have to kill you…
The clouds and sky were awesome this weekend. Cloudy in and out, cool air made for some great pics.
Dad and I jumped in the lake with our clothes on. Sometimes you have to just do it because by the time you contemplate and then walk up to the house to change into your bathing suit you lose the urge. Swimming across the lake, looking up at the sky – pretty amaze, there really is nothing better. One of those moments when you feel really thankful to be alive and just enjoy life for what it really is.
And I was a swamp monster after I got out. Literally dripping brown water all over. At least I got a shower this time – Mom made me.
Nothing too much more exciting than a nice healthy dinner, a whole bottle of wine (all to myself on top of what I had during the day) -not pretty.
I mean… let’s be honest. It doesn’t get much better than this…
At least Jake and I made ourselves do something useful on Sunday and go for a hike. Hungover and everything. Maybe Murph has the right idea, wind blown.
J- try to actually enjoy the hike…
Enter…. my Chiropractor! JK. But after my past couple appointments I’m about to say ‘I do’. Any guy that can fix my problems that quick is a keeper. I’m feeling a lot better. Especially considering the shape I was in just 3 weeks ago – barley being able to walk. After I left my appt last week I could actually walk without limping. Last weekend I was able to walk up and back from the lake, get in and out of the boat, squat and pee in the woods – what more could I ask for?
Well… the best that I can hope for is that this guy turns into one…
That was the joke of the weekend… where’s April’s future husband?? Oh – just in the basement eating bugs…
Just about a week late on this post, but couldn’t skip a fun mountains weekend of ridiculous-ness. Driving up to Mehoopany I realized I forgot my sunglasses so I picked up these bad boys at the Rest-stop/Bar. Yes it’s a rest stop attached to a bar. All class. Mom and I had to wait in line and some woman and her two teeth said we could just go first – she wanted to go back to the bar and have another beer instead of waiting.
Ralph and I waiting in the car for Mom at the grocery store and we pulled up through the handicap spot. Some little old woman was parked next to us and looked over and gave the most shocked/mortified/WTF are you doing look I have ever seen!! You’d think she just found out they no longer made her favorite dentures. Dad and I busted out laughing, it was hilarious.
Anyway this year definitely not as fun as LAST YEAR but nothing is. The loaded coronas helped, however.
J and I took a nice little booze cruise on Saturday afternoon that I think was the highlight of the weekend. Saw Bambi, talked about life, drank some Buds – you know just a typical redneck day.
Me telling Murph to be good…
Being up the mountains is always really hard for me. I think about Harv a lot and know he’d be having a blast if he were there. And he’d light up the weekend with his smile and laugh and outlook on life. I’ve been trying my hardest to carry that on, and to get that back myself (I know I used to have that spark), but it’s slowly coming back from the fizzle that it’s been. Some days I see it, some days I don’t.
Sums up most of the weekend up the mountains. No time to write a full post yet because I am too busy studying and feeling bad for myself this week.
WORKOUT – 3miles, TRX, 1hour bike, yoga
Nope it’s not the last porn that you rented. It’s pretty much the remainder of my weekend. Not as exciting as it sounds, trust. Me, J, and these little guys…
Ok, maybe take me out of the equation… NOT hot. This is what you get for doing yoga in the woods? Keep reading.
Sunday Funday up the mountains… not much better than that. Jake and I had a ‘pretty nice little Sunday planned’. So we busted out the adult bevies around noon-ish. A little late for Mehoopany county but just enough time to be a little intoxicated for our hike. Banana margaritas were J’s drink of choice and I whipped up some sangria. All ready to dump in a glass but why bother when it’s already in a nice
lil big ass travel container.
After M&D left the sun came out, right on cue. So we grabbed Murph and headed out for our walk.
Awesome trail around the lake. Very serene. Relaxing. I think I’ve had dreams about this. Swimming in a nice quiet pool, far away in a remote area. Oops, forgot we weren’t talking about porn anymore.
Yoga in the woods. Where’s Murph for downward dog.
More being weird…
After our hike came to an end AKA our drinks were empty. We headed back to the house to cook din. MY pickerel that I caught. Looks like something you’d buy in Whole Foods. Tasted amazing too!
So what to do now in hick-town when it’s too cold to be outside and there’s no TV or other forms of entertainment besides board games. Head to the local bar. ‘The Tombstone’ – no, really that is the name.
Yep, that’s right. And they even allow you to bring your dog and your gun inside. Apparently also a horse and a pig on several occasions. I refrained from bringing in my camera as to not embarrass Jake. Me being the annoying outsider who has no idea about spending $5 on 3 beers and a shot of patron – so psyched they had it. Too bad it was warm with a nasty old lime. Oh well… when in
WORKOUT – JM, 7 miles trails
This has been my theme for a little while. Not really sure why when I look like this…
Anyway, talking yourself into the fact that you really are cool and not a dork sometimes works. So Jake says that since I’m a cool girl and like to fish and do all that fun stuff but still apparently look good most of time, that I’m a good catch. I’ll take that complement.
Yesterday afternoon J-bird and I headed out in the boat for a little booze cruise and decided to throw in a couple lines. Harv’s old left handed fishing rod, and a rusted up POS lure that looks like it fell off a Christmas tree. Apparently this is a good combo because I caught one.
J and Ralph were a little jealous, I’m sure. But hey… I’m a good catch!!
Maybe he will turn into Prince Charming?
I never measured it (true fisherman) but it was pretty damn big. Or maybe I am small and it just looks big in the pic. Chain Pickerel – pretty bad ass. They have some scary teeth on them, so you have to pick them up by their gills.
Mountain man cleaned it up and filleted the Prince and we now have dinner for tonight. Wow, a good catch and a cheap date.
From the looks of this you’d think I was going Hunting. All this blinding brightness. Nope, just running stuff. Yesterday I met up with TNT for the first group training run of the season. 4.5 hours of sleep – much more than I was planning on. I was a little nervous since I hadn’t run more than 7 since the marathon. And to add to that was some foot pain and busted up in-grown toenail – hurts! At least I have cute polish on?
Valley Green is one of my fav places to run though and as soon as I got there I saw THIS GIRL. So psyched that she was there… and excited for her marathon coming up. She completed all her fundraising already and is getting set up for the NJ marathon the first weekend in May. Good Luck, Steph! I know you’ll do amazing.
Met some of the new coaches and participants which was nice. Banged out 12 plus some hill work which felt amazing. (note to self… need to do more of that). Definitely should have worn my trail sneaks though bc the Green is a little rocky at times. Some knee pain and foot pain was a little irritating but I was able to hang with the boys and run with them. Minus Laura who is super fast and blew by us. (note to self…. DO your speedwork).
So after talking to coach Josh I
realize finally am listening that I need to slow it down a bit. I need a 2-4 year training plan and goals instead of ‘what race can I sign up for next!!?’, frantic attitude. I don’t need to get hurt, I don’t need to overdo it and not be able to run again. I’m really just starting out my distance running career and apparently I’ll be able to increase my performance a decent amount up until 35 (after that it just takes a little more work). So I’m working on my long-term training plan and goals for the remainder of a year, and thinking about what races I want to do next year. Planning, not random excited signing up for stuff. Training plan to come soon! Edge of your seats, I’m sure.
Rewind to yesterday post run. Compression socks, uggs, cruise control and seat warmers – bliss for tired legs. I hit up SB for my morning crack and hit the road. Stopped to pee twice but luckily it’s acceptable to look like this in the mountains.
And who doesn’t love a rest stop connected to a bar.
Perfect timing when I arrived because everyone was eating and already well into a few drinks. Re-fuel. Egg, honeydew and a Rock x3.
I also tried porcupine. Sautéed with peppers and onions. Dang good, ya’ll. Tastes like
chicken short rib – delish.
WORKOUT – yesterday, 12 miles. today, rest day
In honor of the mountains and the fact that I’ve been antsy to get up there again to get outside and do fun stuff! I thought I’d post this. From a few years ago. Rain, snow, good weather… it’s always a fun time up there. Jake should have used this poncho last weekend when he apparently jumped in the lake… without ME!
WORKOUT – 6 miles (hills), 1 hour bike, yoga dvd, JM (5lbs)
WEEK 2 – Mon:6miles,JM,yoga,bike Tues:spin,JM,yoga Wed:6miles,3miles speed,JM,yoga class Thur:bike,JM,yoga Fri:16miles,yoga Sat:elliptical(recovery),JM,yoga Sun:5miles,JM,yoga
Couldn’t wait to head up to the mountains this weekend. Although… waking up at 5:30am on a Saturday, NOT to run but to sit in a car for 2.5 hours is not my idea of a fun morning. Good thing I stopped and got SB on Friday to re-heat and bring with me. Yes… I am that crazy about my SB. Plus my Dad likes to make coffee half and half (half decaf and half regular) – really? what is the point of that? Anyway, I slept the whole way up which was awesome and we got to the lake house around 10am. Right to bed I went to take a two-hour nap.
Then the outside fun began! The weather was perfect (cold, but sunny and nice out). The only way to hang outside in the winter is to bundle up, drink something warm and hang by the fire. Perfect excuse to invent a new drink. Eggnog, coffee, and rum – heat it up in a mug and you are all set. And here’s a tip – if you want to stay extra warm, add extra rum.
Dad and I hung outside by the fire, reflecting on life, playing with the Murphster and taking pictures of “Harry Calloway” – don’t ask. It’s a long story and I wasn’t there anyway so I’m not even really sure how this one unfolded. Although I have a sneaky suspicion it started with a bottle of JB.
I didn’t take too many pictures of all the food this weekend, probably because I ate all of it. But that’s pretty much all we did, ate… hung out, relaxed, laughed.
At night we watched movies on the ‘big screen’ which I’m pretty sure is some type of X-ray equipment set up as a projector. Either way, cool and fun. And apparently also very tiring. Or maybe it was all the cookies.
For whatever reason I got the great idea that I wanted to jump in the lake on Sunday and do a little polar bear plunge. I had everything planned that I was going to go for a run in the morning, around the lake and then jump in it. Well… woke up Christmas morning and the lake was starting to freeze. Probably better not to get hypothermia anyway. Maybe next year.
Instead I took Murph out for a hike around the lake. The road turned into a dirt road which turned into a trail, and then a stream? Definitely would love to get some trail running sneakers and come back and do this again soon. I wasn’t sure about which way to go, so I kind of just winged it and hoped for the best. At one point I was a little nervous because there were a bunch of ‘no trespassing’ signs and I was literally in the middle of the woods. If it wasn’t for my little guard dog I would have been a little scaredy cat. Luckily we came to a dead-end and then climbed to the top of a hill and we saw a normal road again. Yay civilization! Sort of. 6.17 miles later and we were back at the house. I WILL be running this next time I’m up there.
Let’s preface this post with a few things. Warnings, if you will. You ARE going to get really sick of seeing me in a Moosehead baseball hat if you haven’t already. Also, if you aren’t into hickville things then this probably isn’t your cup of ‘coffee’. And if hunting/fishing or the idea of eating anything that you caught yourself grosses you out, then come back tomorrow.
After taking PT on Friday morn (no, I wish it was Physical Therapy) instead it’s Public Trans (we’ll discuss this later), it was off to Mehoopany I went. In the back of the car, feeling like I was about 5 years old again, complete with my backpack and asking “if we were there yet”, and “can we stop to pee”… we finally made it to the Lake house in the afternoon. Not the best weather on Friday but nothing a Moosehead doesn’t cure. Jake picked up a case in town and it came complete with a free hat, which I decided I’d be wearing all weekend instead of doing anything to my hair – much more convenient! Friday night we had an awesome and healthy dinner and played an interesting board game. It’s called Worst Case Scenario – pretty funny actually.
It consisted of completely random and off the wall survival scenarios. Most of which you would never encounter in a million years unless you are going on a safari to Africa (Emmy – you might want to look into this) , or you are Indiana Jones. Some however were interesting and could be helpful. Here’s an example of one of the questions. Question: How to Control a Runaway Camel Answers: A.Pull back hard on the reins in a series of sharp tugs. B.Hang on the saddle horn and ride it out. Camels tire easily and won’t run far. C.Yell in the camel’s ear as loud as you can. It’s fear of loud noises should temporarily paralyze it long enough for you to jump off. Which one do you think it is!!? I’m not telling… yet. 🙂
Enter – Saturday morning. The start of a nice gorgeous new day! A little rain on and off and kind of windy but decent enough to be outside and build a fire and other camping things. And how can you not resist an amazing cup of coffee on the dock. Best view ever.
Too bad my beloved caffeine got cold fast. Re-heating it old school style always works and creates a nice burnt flavor. Seriously, good!
Campfire time and starting to grill the bass that Jake caught right out of the lake. Ok – so that’s a little bit of a stretch. He caught it a while ago and froze it but none-the-less still out of the lake. Jbird stuffed it with fresh garlic and lemon and poured in some good ‘ol Jim Beam for some added flavor and cooked it on the fire all day.
Jake is definitely awesome at all things outdoors. I’m pretty sure he could survive for a while out in the wild. He needs to have his own reality show.
Since the weather wasn’t the best Mom and I decided to do the next best thing then being outside while in NEPA. Go to the winery!! Of course me, being the best blogger ever forgot my camera. Oh well… came home with the most important stuff. New wines to taste. Picked up Gewürztraminer and a Cab Franc. Grovedale is one of my favorite wineries and it’s always fun to get lost on the way and see some of the countryside.
When we got back it was time for ‘pre-dinner snacks’. On the menu – fire grilled bass, fresh (really fresh) venison, pears, cheese, ceviche – from the lake (no lie), salsa and of course wine.
I’ll save the gory details about the deer but basically got to see how one is ‘prepared’ right after being shot. I warned you! It was really interesting and very ‘real’ and ‘primal’ I guess you could say. But if we eat meat from the store it all has to go through this process, whether we like to think about it or not. This is just a more natural way, and has been happening for hundreds of years. It’s called survival.
After watching some amazing sunsets it was time for the real dinner. More meat and some AH-Mazing corn bread that is dangerously addicting. More survival games and that’s about it for the night.
Sunday is always a nicer day because we are leaving and don’t get to enjoy the majority of it. Still got to shoot some cans with the .22LR though. I actually did a pretty good job!! Even by Jake’s standards.
And then it was time to head back into the city. Culture. Shock. Can’t forget one of my most favorite rules of traveling. Always bring a good book and an alcoholic beverage. Grapefruit and Vodka seemed to be a good choice for a Sunday morn drive, unless you are driving. I am really starting to get used to this not having a car thing.
Yes, it’s true… say goodbye to all electronics!! Not forever, just for the weekend – which will seem like forever. No PHONE No COMPUTER No TV No – Coffeeeeee. Ok, so there will be coffee but no Elixr or SB. And I’m really not going to miss TV, since I don’t watch it much (besides at the gym)… I went a month without even having one hooked up, so I think I’m good there. But officially giving up the cell phone is going to be weird. I don’t think I’ve gone without a phone since… January ’09, which is a little ridiculous. Not sure why I see the need to have it with me on vacation, in Mexico or wherever. Really no need for international calling plans besides being addicted to texting, FB, email and now Twitter – that’s just not a good enough excuse.
Heading up the Mountains this weekend and thought I’d try to officially de-stress and also make Mom happy so she doesn’t have to yell at me for being on my phone 24/7. It’s also safer as to not drop it in the lake, camp fire or drunk dial 😉
So let’s do it up Gilligan style! And see how this goes… and in the meantime get excited.