Sunday, February 21, 2010

I left my heart in San Diego.

Valentine's Day is never my favorite. Not sure why, I have a pretty good track record of having a boyfriend. Maybe I plan it that way. Maybe not. But I have happened to spend the last 2 of 3 Valentine's days with this boy, which I'm not mad about.

Day 1: Flew in to San Diego around 11:30am, he picked me up from the airport with a huge hug and a cheesy bagel from work. Had to go all the way to the 7th floor to pick it up. So thoughtful. We went to his apartment, met the roommate, and he made me lunch. Tofu steak and broccoli. Healthy, but spongy. Maybe not my first choice again. We decided to go on a run, and did 4.5 miles along Torrey Pines, which looked a little something like this:

It was amazing. Soooo pretty, about 70 degrees, and a whole lot warmer than Provo has been treating me these days. We finished our run, walked along the ocean for a bit, and decided to call it a day. Grocery shopping, he made a quite fabulous red curry, and watched the opening ceremonies of the Olympics.

Day 2: was even better. Got up, put our running clothes on, and ventured out to start our 10 mile run. I'm training for a marathon, however, Mike is not. Very brave. We went to Balboa park, and did some very intense trails for a few hours before deciding 8.5 miles on that terrain probably equaled about 15 distance running. We laid down on the grass in the park, basking in the 75 degrees of deliciousness, when he informed me he had made Valentine's reservations. I was not even a little bit mad about this. We wrapped up the afternoon at Mission beach, changed, and went to this amazing Italian restaurant. I have no idea what it's called. We sat outside, ate our carb-loaded dinner, and watched Casablanca in black and white on a huge screen. We took a short walk after, and decided frozen yogurt was our best option, always. Pajamas and sleep made this day a complete success.

Day 3: Sunday, but had to be outside. I'm obsessed with Southern California weather, so sue me. We went for a long walk outside, Mike happens to live literally across the street from the San Diego temple. Very cliche and very darling at the same time. His roommate, Anthony's girlfriend, Maelyn, was starring in a very intriguing play called "Postmortem" in Oceanside, so we decided to attend the matinee final performance. She was hilarious. We changed into hoodies and jeans, and made it just in time to watch the sunset down at the beach. We had purchased ingredients for sugar cookies, and decided to repeat what we had done two years ago for our Sabbath Valentine's Day. Cheesy. But I loved it.

Day 4: Walking on the beach, hole in the wall Mexican burritos on the boardwalk, frozen yogurt, and back to Provo. I promise to myself to get better at taking pictures. Not nearly enough from this trip. Dang it.

1 comment:

  1. I see you are blogging again yay! and looks like you had a fantastic time! I need to hear all about it! Call me!