Boston Weekend

I had a nutty, nutty week. My workout hours have increased. Combined with the Christmas preparation/obligations/child festivities,  I became downright batty. On Wednesday my kids came home early from a half day at school. I decided to take them to lunch at our favorite diner and then to Christmas shop for each other and their dad. I sent them outside to get in the car. They were taken by the one centimeter of snow we had, though, and instead of climbing in the car, went to play in the backyard. I locked up the house, got in the car, and drove off.
WITHOUT MY CHILDREN.

I did not realize for five minutes that I did not have them.
Finally, I turned around in my seat and said, "You guys are so quiet!" and observed an empty back seat.

GO ME!  They were super freaked out by the time I got back, but luckily Jordan didn't call 911. That would have been fun to explain. "No officer, I'm not wasted, I'm just a total space shot. This is just the way I am." 

argh.

On Saturday afternoon I escaped my workouts and duties and went into Boston with two of my friends, Liz and Kirsten. We had a great 24 hours. First we shopped a bit, then we had spa treatments. (I had a very relaxing facial. Love those.) Then we changed and went to dinner in the South End at Meyers & Chang.

me, Liz, Kirsten.

Here we are at the restaurant. The restaurant was so good and I had way too much to eat. Kirsten got coconut cream pie for dessert--have I mentioned how much I love cream pies of any variety? After dinner we went to a huge party in the theater district. I was very unsure I wanted to go to this party. We knew no one, and it was a fancy schmancy kind of thing. I was also totally worried we would be the oldest women there--and the only wives/mommies.

I did not have to fear that. Turns out, I was so completely out of my element at this party that I did not have to fear anything! There were actually plenty of women our age, and plenty of men our age too. But I have never felt so out of place.

I knew we were in trouble when waiting in line to get in. The women around us looked to be straight out of porn magazines. I kid you not. There were women dressed in little, teeny hot shorts and spiked heels, girls decked in little Santa outfits with Lycra skirts up over their asses and boobs spilling out of plunging necklines. There was bleached blond hair, boots extending up and over the knee with massively spiked heels, fake nails, garters showing, whitened teeth, fishnets....

OMG.

I thought I looked fairly decent in my little black dress and tall black boots. Ummmmm.....
No.
Apparently things have changed slightly since the last time I was out on the town. I did know that the fashion had to become to reveal more.... but I had no idea that women were now dressing straight out of Playboy.
I find nothing wrong with dressing that way... don't get me wrong. It was FASCINATING to watch. What I found strange, though, was that the men have not changed since I was last out. The men were just in jackets and ties--like always--and none of them seemed the least aghast at the near-nude sexiness of the women around them. Have they all been totally desensitized at this point? Do they have special pants that mask hard-ons?

We watched the women from the balcony for quite a long time. I was totally intrigued. Some women had fantastic bodies... but not all of them. Not at all. That didn't seem to matter. When I was growing up you did NOT reveal unless you were close to perfection. That is just not the way it is anymore. You can dress in fishnets and spiked boots and mini-skirts that barely barely cover the ass, even if your ass is really quite ample. It's actually pretty cool.

We stayed for a bit, had a drink, and then walked back to the hotel bar where I had another yummy glass of wine and some funky chocolate dessert. If you can't compete with the porn-star babes, at least you can eat chocolate--that's what I always say.

In the morning I (surprise) went running, and then we had a big, yummy hotel breakfast. Then more shopping.
Then back to reality.

It was a fabulously indulgent 24 hours.

Here we are just before completing our final shopping.

This morning I am back at the craziness. I find it super hard to get in all the workouts during this time of year, but so far I haven't missed any. I forget my kids when we go out to lunch, sure, but I have not missed a workout... ;)
I'm finally seeing some progress in terms of getting back in shape on the run and bike. I have NO interest in swimming right now, though, and have had to force myself to go to the pool. In fact, as I write I am procrastinating getting in today's swim....

Sorry I haven't been reading blogs or posting much. It's a busy time!