(Kind of like my occasional Currently posts)
Can’t stop won’t stop…
…watching The Good Wife. Three seasons down in about a month? Great cold weather binge watching!
…listening to Frank Turner. This is the song that he opened his show with when we saw him at House of Blues a few weeks ago, and it’s been in my head ever since. If you have ~15 minutes, watch his NPR Music Tiny Desk Concert (and enjoy those dimples). The song below might be my fav of his (and was included in the London Olympics opening ceremony).
…reading the Divergent series. I’ve had this series on my “read those!” list for a long time now, but seeing the trailer for the first movie before Catching Fire prompted me to do so STAT. I have been reading in every free moment since (well…every free moment that isn’t taken up by Good Wife, haha).
…eating mac and cheese (specifically: Annie’s shells & white cheddar). At least once a week. Usually the entire box by myself (don’t judge), but occasionally I share with Pete. Sometimes I throw in frozen peas, because adding veggies makes it healthy.
…plotting and planning for 2014. This year has flown past and been so awesome and so not awesome in so many different ways. I’m excited to see what next year will bring, and finding it harder than usual to enjoy the good stuff that’s happening right now instead of thinking about the next thing.
…looking forward to my upcoming vacation (and Christmas and New Years)! T-minus 6 days until I fly to Virginia, and Boss Lady flat out told me to take an extra two days off instead of bringing my computer with me to work remotely (have I ever mentioned that I have a great Boss Lady?). I can’t wait to hug a whole bunch of my favorite people!


incredibly real threat, and those are my least ideal running conditions (they guarantee a post-race migraine). Oh, and at 13,000 runners, it’s the largest race I’ve ever run, which means all kinds of crazy logistics….but it’s Falmouth! Falmouth is a “bucket list” race for runners from around the world, and I was lucky enough to have a bib fall into my lap, so there was no backing out. I planned to run with the friend who had finagled me a bib, and as she was coming off a back injury our plan was to just take it easy. We dubbed it a “seven mile party on the run”, and that’s exactly what we did (with heaps of goofy race photos to prove it!). We zigged and zagged across the street and PRed in running under hoses and sprinklers. We high-fived every little kid we saw with an outstretched hand. We sang along to the music being played by both live bands and folks with huge speaker set-ups on the sidelines (the crowd support for this race is, with no hyperbole, legendary). We laughed a lot, and we ran my slowest race ever, and it was AWESOME. Before Pete and I had even driven out of Falmouth to head home after the race, I was plotting to buy a house there in order to guarantee me a race bib every year (donations towards this goal are accepted and earn you visiting rights). Runners up: 

, and is now running half marathons on the regular…and has taught me to appreciate every. freaking. day. (even a bad day is a good day) and every. freaking. run (even a bad run is a good run). One of them survived cancer as a child and is winning age-group medals at races. 



