18. August 2014 by swissfitchick
Good morning friends! I hope your week is off to a good start. Welcome to another weekly weekend recap – marvelous thanks to Mrs. Healthy Diva!
So, my plan for this weekend was some kind of a slogan: D, D, D and S. And L. Drink, Dance, Dessert, Sleep and Laugh. At least for Saturday! I converted pretty perfectly. But let’s start with Friday first. I went to Crossfit twice – I did an All Levels class in the morning and Powerlifting in the evening. It was my day, fact. I managed to do 2 legless rope climbs during the strength/skill part. I KNOW that I look like a sick monkey, but hey, it’s all a work in progress.
600m plate run
GDOH (Plate to Ground and Overhead) / Pull Ups: 30 – 20 – 10 (means 30 reps GDOH, 30 reps Pull Ups, then 20 reps each exercise etc.)
600m plate run
I had to use a 15kg (33lbs) plate. I quite liked the GDOH exercise, but the run??!! I was swearing my butt off while trying to move and carry this horrible thing at the same time. As always, I did it, even though I thought I was going to die. Same same, but different.
Powerlifting was Deadlifts only. We had to do something like a Circuit: My max weight is 101kg (I went with 100kg) and then I had to do all these rounds (left side is weight, right side are the reps). Forty-effing-five-minutes. Badass.
Anyway. For Saturday and Sunday I was invited to a wedding in Lucerne, beautiful city in Switzerland and I booked my hotel already from Friday night on. Oh yeah, I am decadent like that and spend a whole weekend for myself in a fancy hotel. It was 4056 hours later than I planned to depart when I finally had my car packed and was ready to go. Talk about almost midnight. #wtf #badtimingWe should NOT discuss the way I hung up my dresses in the car and we should also NOT discuss the fact that I brought THREE dresses. Oh, ok, let’s argue if you insist: I mean, HOW can you tell in which mood you are on the specific day?? I only knew 30 minutes before the ceremony began which dress I am finally going to wear. Me and dresses = livelong war. We had the same drama on my birthday already. I probably should avoid getting married at all in my life.
Reason why I left so late – I needed to pack. Packing is not so my thing. So instead of packing, I distracted myself by taking selfies of my new Hippie Pants I got for 12 Euros at a market in Spain. All in front of the packing disaster-chaos on my bed. I know you were all waiting for these news.
I honestly wonder how this worked when I was a Flight Attendant for Swissair. I had to pack 3-4 times a WEEK at LEAST and it always went superquick without tearing my hair, hysterical attacks, running around like a chicken with the head cut off and not forgetting anything. Gosh, I was so organized it is almost a little irritating.
The drive was dark, rainy and windy, but I found my way without getting lost (well, you had a navigation system girlie, not that big of a deal) and 10 minutes after I seized my room, my stuff exploded all over the place. It’s normal, I swear. And it’s ok too. Hey, I was on my own and I can spread my stuff selflishly everywhere I want to.
I was SO debating over going commando or not. This dress is almost a little flashy figure hugging and I had to find something for underneath that wouldn’t flash even more. Don’t you think commando sometimes is the easiest way to go? Didn’t happen. I wore undies. Good girl.
It’s a good thing I love my pumps and high heels at work. I feel almost as comfortable as in sneakers in them and yes, I wore these all day and night long – inclusive dancing. 15 hours. #itsalegday
It doesn’t mean I didn’t stumble out of my hotelroom and could avoid planting my face&belly on the floor by grabbing the doorframe. Sad I didn’t video that. I didn’t drink yet.
Selfies were the run. We were all obsessed and it was to die for. Sandro made the ‘Wedding Selfie of the day’ – at the church. And posted it right away on Facebook. This world is horrible!! I am sorry – but I was in tears. 🙂 🙂
You may have figured that the couple who got married are friends from Sandro and me – but from Sandro’s circle of friends. It was so nice for me to see all those people again, ALL of them were there and we had SUCH A BLAST. There were some awkward moments of course – it’s different to be at a party with Sandro as a ‘friend’ instead of ‘the Dreamteam’ as some liked to call us or just as a couple. But we did good and enjoyed every minute of this precious time with our people.
I shot some serious fanastic pics of the dancing part later on.
Wow. I guess this is about the way I saw the party at 3 am in the morning. As I said – Dancing and Drinking were part of my plan. Don’t worry – I didn’t get ridiculously drunk, I stayed in my tipsy-comfort-zone with champagne and gin&tonic. And as my blend says, sex and dancing cancels out booze, it’s a fact. And I danced a lot. Now you stop thinking.
In all seriousness, we danced hours and hours and it was perfect. Oh how I love the pain of dancing feet. I passed out at 4am and totally woke up about 5 times because of my snorring. SSSSSSo annoying.
Oh no, this pic does NOT match my remark about my snorring, but I didn’t know when or where else to post it. And I don’t have a selfie of myself snorring. I believe, that you guys are not keen on seeing that anyway.
After breakfast with some of the other partyguests and the bridal pair, I checked out and – packed with all my stuff – walked to my car only to find it completely unlocked. Nope, not a car thief. ME. I left my car unlocked on the street for the whole damn weekend!!! Thank God we live in Switzerland. My only concern was that someone took the navigation system and I wouldn’t find my way back home. #priorities
Stupid laundry was waiting for me at home. Exciting.
Did I tell you that 90% of my laundry are workout clothes? (You were dying to know that, admit it) One could think I live in them. Or I am a dirty bitch who does not wash her other clothes. That’s not true. I even iron my bedsheets. #truth
So, my plan worked out pretty well. I laughed too much (can you laugh too much? I don’t think so) – wayyyyy too loud, but that’s nothing new, I drank a little, I had DELICIOUS dessert (coming) and I danced my heart out. The only thing that lacked a little was sleep, but at least I rested 2 days and only had my dance-workout.
What about you? What was your plan for the weekend?
Do you iron your bedlinen?
Did you ever leave your car unlocked? Did someone steal it?