Saturday with friends

7am upper body workout. It’s nice and quiet until someone decides to speak loudly in Spanish. I cringe. Why do some people feel the need to take up all the audible space around them? Why can’t they talk softly to the other person instead of the entire world?

The gym during this time is blissful, especially in the shower, steam room, and sauna. I have the entire place to myself, and I spend my time getting ready. A full hour, in fact. Not having to rush to get somewhere is a luxury that I’ve been missing.

A friend is in town for the weekend and I prioritize spending time with her. Breakfast. Help her buy some lamps for cheap. Get a sports massage that’s too expensive for her in Zug. Buy some snacks for her boyfriend. Maybe I can work on the evening. Except I change my mind. We decide to go cheer a friend and his 3 teammates for the last heat of Last Man standing, a competition from CrossFit. He’s happy we’re there to cheer him on, and I know how much it means to him. Then I rush home to clean and join them for dinner.

Top two steakhouses won’t take reservations so we go to the third best option. Really bad and slow service, but the steak is amazing. We eat. We laugh. We drink.

No work today. A day of taking care of two great friends.