Monday Mish Mash

Whew. Lemme tell ya, the last week has been a wee bit draining! Because of that, I don't have any real coherent thoughts, so, everything is a mess and I apologize for that now.

I ran 13.5 crappy miles on Saturday--was supposed to do 18, but, I honestly couldn't make it. Major depressing and I got a blister the size of Rhode Island (which popped on Sunday), so, that wasn't exactly the pick me up I needed.
However, the PBS gods were on my side and Idina Menzel is concert was on last night, followed by the Les Mis 25th Anniversary.

Which, I've seen a zillion times, but, will never get old. I mean, hello, RAMIN KARIMLOO.
We do not talk about Nick Jonas there on the right, no, no we don't. I'm so super excited to see Ramin in concert next month with my baby sis. I saw Ramin in Phantom 25 and he's just the best. He's even doing a free concert tonight for his fans in London--how cool is that? Methinks he's the British Hugh Jackman.

Better picture of Ramin, with, ya know Colm Wilkinson aka THE GOD.
Then of course I started crying due to "Goddddd on highhhh" (that's Bring Him Home for those of you who don't know my drama).

Alfie Boe. The end. Saw him in Les Mis with my dad and he was phenomenal. Like, I bawled in the prologue with him. Fact.
Yup, tears.
Yes, that is my "I've cried buckets now give me my Diet Coke" face. In my defense, I'm in the midst of a really not fun game of hormone changes and emotional hell. (just got a call from my doc that I've to go pick up even MORE drugs today. FML)

Eventually, I got my booty in gear and finalized everything for Baby Sis Euro-Stravaganza 2012 (official title). Whether I want to believe it or not, I'm going to Spain to run a marathon in a month. (cue freak out)

I booked our final hotels for Spain and tickets from Madrid to Barcelona--I got us first class train tickets (ha!)--I figured it'd be fun to pretend to be James Bond for a few hours. And since we're also flying coach and not Virgin or British (rage), we needed some fancy!

Today, due to Rhode Island blister poppage (hurty hurt) I rode my bike today instead of my 8 miles I was supposed to run. Whomp whomp. Better than nothing, right??

So. Well. This is the most incoherent and stupid post ever. I'm sorry.

I'll have something better tomorrow, hopefully. I'll sacrifice for the greater good and go to Sephora or something so we can talk about THAT.

(Colm and Ramin photo from here) (Idina from here)