It’s Sunday night and I’ve got a hot date with a Sailor, our sofa and The Newsroom OnDemand. A nice way to unwind from a fun do-all-the-things weekend.
Friday night that was a free Robert Plant concert at the Taste of Chicago. I headed over after work, grabbed some Taste food (honestly, I was not impressed with the selection but I didn’t check out the food trucks, bummer) and then Eric and I met up on the lawn for the show.
In case you’re curious, Robert Plant can still rock out, and they did play a few Led Zeppelin songs, including two of my faves, Going to California and Whole Lotta Love. (No Stairway though.)
Photo from Declan
We paddled up north at Kathy Osterman Beach (aka Hollywood Beach). We signed up for a class which included a quick lesson and then we paddled around for an hour. There is not much else to stand-up paddleboarding that isn’t obvious from the name, but I will say falling off was actually quite refreshing and getting back on wasn’t very hard. So if you go, just let yourself fall in if you need to.
After an hour in the water, we paddled back to shore and headed to the lovely beer garden at Moody’s Pub for lunch.
Emily, me, Declan, Anne, Erin, Mr. Erin
After a brief nap, Saturday night included a quick visit to the Square Roots festival and dinner at another local German restaurant. (Huge perk of the neighborhood for Krauts like us.)
I didn’t get my act together on Sunday and ended up running 10 miles in the early afternoon. It may have been cooler by the lake but it was still pretty dang warm out there. After I finished, I felt pretty wiped out. I wasn’t alone.
Hopefully my poor planning and resulting hot long runs will pay off at the Rock ‘n Roll Half next weekend. Either way, my only goal for that race is to have fun and finish.
The rest of the day was spent feeling exhausted and using up some of the contents of the fridge by making cream of mushroom soup. I won’t post a recipe because I didn’t really follow one. But I did use my food processor (a wedding gift) for probably the second time in six years.
I know photos of other people’s food don’t always look good, but I promise it tasted good.
You know what’s awesome? Not having the Sunday Blues. I feel like my weekend was busy and fun, and I honestly enjoy my new job, and with my shorter commute I don’t have to get up all that early anymore (7am). So … huh. Not dreading Monday is a weird feeling. Also helps that I’m meeting up with a bunch of other bloggers at Pint Night at Fleet Feet Lincoln Square tomorrow. Wanna join us?