This morning, Dan, Brian, and I all went to the gym. Dan was nice enough to set up my spin bike for me so I didn't fall off. Then he and Brian hammered out some miles on the treadmill, while I proceeded to fail at stationary biking:
The boyfriend says that the wheels of my bike are shedding, but those are motion lines...so you know I'm going fast!
While I worked at the running store, I was visited not only by Jessica, but also by Stephanie. I was also told (Hoohoo, passive voice!) by the all-knowing managers that I probably don't have a stress fracture. I hope the orthopedist will confirm this on Wednesday and clear me to go running!
Later, I spent some quality time doing linguistics homework with my friend Chris C. He's a cool guy who likes things like good beer, blogging about theology, and nasal vowels:
I don't really enjoy the same things, but we seem to get along okay anyway.
Now, I'm off to hop into bed and be lulled to sleep by the soporific qualities of the Chanson de Roland.