(last night’s) Workout: Martial arts fitness class (45 min), plus a 1 mile run after class
My hubs is on a workout rampage. Every now and then, he gives up exercising his thumbs playing Street Fighter and wants to work out like a maniac. Now is one of those times. So, the mile run invite after class that hubs usually pretends he didn’t hear, he said yes to. That works for me, because I will gladly add that mile to my 1000 miles in 2011 challenge.
After our workout, a smoothie was had (by me) and we watched a couple of shows on the DVR, including Chuck. I didn’t cry during the show this week, so I’ll consider that a win.
After giving the DVR some love, we wiped all the dust off the coffee table and found this little treasure from Netflix:
Good thing I’ve been paying for that to sit on my coffee table for a month and a half. My movie watching has been lacking lately, so I was ready to let the DVR rest and fire up the Blu-ray.
Honestly, I didn’t really want to see Kick-Ass but heard from most people that it was good, so I decided to give it a try. It’s just that kid from Superbad annoys the crap out of me and I wasn’t sure I could handle a movie staring him.
Am I the only one that had no clue this movie is rated R and super violent? I thought I was going to watch another Scott Pilgrim and realized that wasn’t the case 20 minutes in when the F-bombs started flying.
Everything about the movie trailer and even the poster made me think it was a kid’s movie.
Even though the movie was nothing like what I expected, I liked it…A LOT. The little girl in the movie reminded me of Natalie Portman in The Professional.
What can I say? I like an ass-kicking 11-year old.
Hubs liked the movie enough to proclaim he was going to buy it. Oh, and I teared up a little in the movie which didn’t surprise me since I also cried the first time I saw Speed. I think that nicely made up for the episode of Chuck I didn’t cry in. A day isn’t a day without crying over something insignificant.
After the movie, Pants started acting cute as usual. Great thing about bunnies = they are perfectly happy in a box with some newspaper.
If kids were this way, maybe I’d have some already.
Now I’m trying to decide if I should give blood today. The blood mobile is going to be outside of my work but I really haven’t eaten enough to justify it. However, it’s always fun weighing yourself the day after. One pound is one pound, people. Even if it lasts for a day.
Do you give blood? (This is terrible, but I hate needles, so I only do it for the free cholesterol tests. I know. I’m going to hell.)
What movie have you watched recently that you didn’t think you would like but ended up loving? (Kick-Ass for me, but I also thought I would hate The Iron Giant and The Last Samurai and loved those too.)