Labor day weekend is now over. On Sunday , Scott and I had a bar b que with a neighbor, and a few of our friends. Monday it was back to work for both of us. He trained a couple of clients, and I was scheduled to work at La Cantera, an outdoor shopping mall not too far from Six Flags. Now, football season is about to start. Preseason is over , and Tom Brady has been cleared of all charges, so he's back on the field. For me that means I know what Scott will be doing on Sunday afternoons while I am at work for the next few months, since he follows the Cowboys, Broncos, Patriots, and Steelers. The only team I really have followed is the Seahawks, since I was born in Washington state, and went to college there. When a game is on, I just smile , and nod most of the time , like I know what is going on.
For me it means the weather will be getting cooler, and I will no longer have an excuse to not get longer runs in. I feel like I am about where I need to be. But, I still say after the first mile, I am just running because I know there is bound to be a taco stand around somewhere-espeacilly in San Antonio. Today at the gym, I tried a demo for a grit bootcamp they are putting together. (It's thirty minutes of high intensity interval training.) The lady who instructed it said I have alot of energy, and so I think after the rock n roll marathon, I will try and find more ways to harness my energy, hopefully for good. *hehe*
The start of football season also means Scott and I have been living with each other for almost a year now. We've made it work up to this point. However, we still need things like bookshelves to put my books and dvds on. Right now they are still stuffed away in the closet with the football jerseys he collects , as well as some of our clothes. I am hoping we'll find something that works for us soon ,so I can have a little bit more of me around the house. Our living room still is a bachelor pad. The walls are still filled with the teams Scott follows. But, I also know it is who Scott is. I guess we will figure that out in our own time.
After all, if we can handle football season, we can handle just about anything *Hehe*
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