#1: If you haven't watched the final Breaking Bad, there is a major spoiler coming up in this post. (MIKE JACKSON, I'm talking to YOU!)
#2: I promise this will be my last post about Breaking Bad. Well, maybe.
I saved Jesse Pinkman. Yep, you read that right. I saved him.
You see, I went for my run on Saturday. As you all know, I'm a wee bit obsessed with this BB show,and the life of Jesse. In addition, I have been a bit bothered about the fact that I'm such a slow runner. (see previous post)
So, on Saturday, I was trying to find ways to up my speed and pace. Fast music helps, as does reminding myself that Diana Nyad didn't meet her goal until she was 64. But, I needed something to really kick my tail into high gear. (Well, high gear for me?)
So, I promised myself that if I could get over two miles total (between walking and running) OR get over one mile running, that Jesse would live.
So, I pushed these short legs. I made them make bigger strides. I spit loads of saliva. And, when I made it home, I checked my screen and saw this:
Whereas I didn't save him with total distance, that final sprint pushed me over the one mile mark on the run.
And ladies and gentlemen,
Of course, now the series is over and now I need to find someone else to save with my exercise program...
In another Breaking Bad moment of my weekend, my little friends made some blue meth for me:
Yeah, okay, it was really rock candy. But, how fun is that?
Thanks Nick and Dave!
and Saturday, we celebrated with friends as they married at Folly Beach. Congratulations Drew and Mandy!! A beach wedding sure is lovely.
I took the day off to recover from a stressful week of work, a busy weekend, and the suspected emotional duress experienced during BB. It's been a nice quiet day, and now that I've written this post, I promise to put this part of my life back into just my little delusional head. Thanks for sticking it out with me.
Who knows what my next addiction will be? I bet you can't WAIT to find out that one!