0. Though I’m sure many of you have seen this, I urge you all, PARTICULARLY those of you with Instagram, to take two minutes out of your precious day to watch and learn from this important PSA:
As a vocal opponent of the horrific abomination to language that is the #hashtag, I WHOLEHEARTEDLY approve of this message.
(And yes, I do realize that I, too, occasionally use hashtags, and perhaps this makes me appear hypocritical. However, I would argue that my highly calculated and limited use of hashtags exempts me from the sector of the population Fallon and Timberlake address in this skit.)
And now that we’ve got that out of the way…
1. Ugh, sorry, but I’m going to be that marathoner. I AM FREAKING OUT ABOUT MY HIP YOU GUYS. Well, maybe that was a bit dramatic. On a scale of “utter disinterest” to “full blown panic attack,” I’m probably smidge north of “relatively concerned.” Using my advanced, highly educated Internet diagnostic skills, I’ve come to the conclusion that my overworked hip flexor turned into a strained hip flexor on the 20 miler Sunday (because the Internet told me that if you lie down, pull your knee to your chest, and feel pain, you have a strain. Last week when my hip started giving me trouble, I could do that without feeling anything, but when I got stretched out by NovaCare after the 20 Miler, I did feel “pain” [more like I felt “something.” As in, “Oh, yes, there is a muscle in my body in that particular location, and I am aware of it at this moment.” I feel like “pain” overstates things], and I have continued to feel achy there ever since). So now I’m all, “Should I run? Should I bike? SHOULD I PANIC?!?!” I mean, on the one hand (the logical hand), I know I’m physically prepared to run a marathon, and I’m not entirely concerned about my ability to complete the race, which is my primary goal. On the other hand (the anxiety hand), the thought of not running at all for the next two and a half weeks terrifies me, but the thought of running and possibly aggravating my already-grouchy hip flexor terrifies me just as much.
Hello, my name is Bethany, and I am a head case (but a self-aware head case!)
2. While I love living in Chicago, I think fall might be one of my least favorite seasons to be in the city. There are, tragically, no apple orchards or pumpkin patches anywhere to be found (at least if you’re carless like I am), and as someone who grew up with these things, I definitely miss them in September/October.
Fortunately, one of my favorite ‘hoods, Lincoln Square, came through for me last Saturday with Apple Fest. While buying apples from Michigan is definitely NOT the same as picking apples in Michigan, I’m happy to take what I can get in the non-grocery store apple department. Now I just need to find myself some cider donuts and apple cider (and/or a car to get me to Crane Orchards in Fennville, Michigan…I could really go for a Fuji right off their tree and one of their turkey burgers right about now) and I’ll be a happy camper.
3. It’s book club week! I honestly don’t even remember the last time I went to book club — it might have been June? It’s been a long time, I know that. I also know that I’m very excited to eat all sorts of food and probably not talk about the fan-freaking-tastic book we read this month, Let’s Pretend This Never Happened.
I am a HUGE fan of The Blogess–hers was one of the first blogs I ever read, well before I discovered HLBs–and Lawson’s memoir, like her blog, is absolutely hilarious. I normally read on my commute, but I never brought this book with me to work or on public transportation because I knew I’d make a fool of myself laughing, and I was right. I was laughing like a goon through pretty much all of this book, and I’d highly recommend it for anyone looking for some humor, even if you’re not familiar with The Blogess.
What’s your favorite thing about fall?
Best book you’ve read lately?