Been a Minute Part II
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Moving right along, Saturday a few of the athlete's from my bf's box were competing in a crossfit competition to benefit Duchenne muscular dystrophy (I think I'm spelling it right). The competition lasted from 8:30 am until about 2pm & was an awesome display of strength, agility, and power. The athletes varied in age, size, and body type and it was great to see the sense of community that existed among the different athletes and supporters from the different boxes (crossfit speak for individual gyms).
After the competition, we went out for pizza with a group of my bf's friends from the box he coached at previously. I had a 5 cheese sandwich with added salami with "baby potatoes." It was delicious, especially considering I had only had an orange for breakfast (it was a pretty huge orange though & I had brought a chobani along to the competition in case I got hungry, but hunger didn't really strike me until we left). I ate the whole thing! We stopped at an ice cream shop afterwards, but I didn't get anything (Yay!) because nothing really struck me on the menu probably because I was stuffed already, lol.
Post ice-cream we headed back to rest up and get changed for the pub tour I had found on groupon. The tour was a 3 hour walking tour of bars in the downtown Houston area along with some historical facts about the city of Houston. It was a great tour, and I was delighted because my bf had never been to any of the places we visited on the tour. One of the places had been a tailor shop by day and a bar at night. The ties and suit patterns were still on display there and they even had a shoe shine area. Another place used to be a burlesque bar with a catwalk and gazebo where the performers would strut their stuff. The architecture of the places was amazing and pretty unique to each place.
One bar, OKRA, was a nonprofit bar, and with every drink you got a ticket to vote for your favorite charity (from the charities displayed in the "voting booth") to receive the proceeds for that particular month. They also had a shuffleboard table, so you know me & the bf had to go head to head, lol. I won, of course! But it was a great time. As we walked to the next tour stop our group was addressed by someone asking for food, & once the group was done with that particular stop my bf asked the man what type of pizza he wanted, parted from the group to go to the opposite corner and got two slices of pizza and a bottled water. I think he's a keeper, right?! We hadn't missed much once we caught back up with the tour group, just something about one of Houston's lesser known mayors who had publicly committed suicide. I had only one drink on the whole tour (yay again).
After the conclusion of the tour we headed to another couple of bars where I had a frozen mojito and more hummus, olives and pita bread. The second bar had darts boards, pool tables and a shuffleboard table. Of course we had a shuffleboard rematch. We'll call the second match a draw because we were a bit confused by the rules posted for this one. The game point was 15, but you had to win by two points. We both were at 14, by the 5th round, so the game would be to 16, but the rules were not clear as far as overages. Usually, if you go over the game point, then you would get zero for the round, but this wasn't stated in the rules for this particular bar. After round 5, I had 16 & the bf had 18 & since we hadn't come to a consensus of the rules before the round, we called it a draw.
Next was the darts board. We played cricket & I was in the lead at first, but he came back and passed me pretty quickly. The hardest part was getting the bull's eye. We each had all points except the bull's eye so we decided the first person to call where their dart would land and actually land that point would win the game. He called 20 and I called 1. I won! That pretty much concluded Saturday.
Sunday was a lounge around kind of day, I made breakfast and we watched (part of) Harlem Nights before we set out to hide our first geocache. We first went to a park nearby but there was very little hiding space for a cache of the size we had made (a small ammo can). So we drove to another park and found a suitable spot for it. We planted the cache, got the coordinates and left so I could finish packing up. I don't know why things fit into your suitcase so much worse on the return, lol. Soon it was time to leave & my hunny drove me to the airport, walked me (and my luggage) in and said our "see you next time"s.
It was an awesome weekend! I don't have pictures, but I may come across some that were taken from the tour and crossfit events that I can post a bit later.