I have been dreaming you've been dreaming about me.

Now that I'm done holidaying hard during the summer, I think I've started weekending hard during the school year.

On Friday, two of my work pals and I had massages booked at the spa to celebrate the end of our first week. As we congregated in the parking lot, another colleague asked us "Hey are you ladies in the cycling club?" (The cycling club is new. They go for a bike ride on Fridays, I guess.)

"No, we're going to get massages. I guess we're the spa club," was our reply. Of course, the questioner wanted to join our club.

After a really nice massage, during which my therapist commented that I didn't have much tension (wait, just, wait), I met up with Jason in the Yonge-Dundas neighbourhood for dinner. We went to an old-school diner that's hidden on a street behind the commercialized craziness that's become Y-D. It's basically Toronto's wannabe Times Square. Anyway, dinner was really nice - cheeseburgers, fries, coleslaw and red wine for the win.

After dinner, we headed out to Yonge-Dundas square for an indie show: Jason Collett with Zeus. Jason Collett put on a really nice set that was sometimes rocking, sometimes mellow. It was perfect music for a warm summer evening: my favourite songs were "Love Is a Dirty Word", and the BSS song "Looks Just Like the Sun".

After being Jason Collett's band, Zeus was going to do a set on their own, but someone was really tired and incoherent and could barely stand, so we headed home for some tea.

I was up bright and early on Saturday morning to head down to the Summerhill Running Room to pick up my race kit for that evening's night race. I also hit up Starbucks; I am IN LOVE BIG TIME with the salted caramel mocha frappucino (you can get it made light if you are watching your calorie intake FYI). Then, I ran to Staples to stock up on some new Sharpie marking pens and other fun school supplies. School supplies keep me motivated.

My friend Heather took the train down from London, and met up with me at my place. Our race was at 7:55 pm. So what to do with our afternoon that wouldn't tire us out? We went out for a nice lunch in my 'hood, and then got manicures and pedicures. Then we headed back to my place to chill until race time.

The race was at Sunnybrook Park, which isn't too far from where I live. When we got there, the park was filled with runners wearing their headlamps (which made you look like a miner) and black race Tshirts (embellished with some fluorescent stripes and reflective words). When our race started it was just dusk, but it got dark pretty quickly. The weather was perfect: a little bit cool, so that you didn't get too hot while sweating. The neatest part was that during a curve on the course, you could see the lights of all of the runners ahead of you. I wish I could have taken a picture of that, but heck, I wasn't going to slow down.

I finished my race in a time comparable to the other 5Ks I've run this year. I'm pretty consistent. Heather was right behind me; only 1.2 seconds separated us. I didn't realize she was so close until I stopped running and she was right there behind me. We'd started off the race together and then kept passing each other. She would have beaten me, but her shoelace got untied at one point, despite double-knotting, so she had to stop to tie it.

The post-race was a bit of a party. Everyone put their lights on their red setting afterwards, and each runner got a complimentary hamburger/hot dog. I went for the hot dog and it was delicious. The MC dude kept telling us to go to the beer tent for a free glass of beer after the race, and thought that was awesome, until it turned out it was a free shot glass of beer. Boo!

Supposedly, there were full beers that you could buy, and we'd made sure to tuck beer money into our pockets, but we couldn't find where to buy the tickets, and we were feeling cold standing outside in our sweaty running clothes. We decided that we'd drink at home instead, but by the time we got here, we just wanted tea, Modern Family, and then sleep.

Today we headed off to the Jays game. Seriously, sitting for three hours in the sun has probably exhausted me more than the race. The Jays managed to beat the Orioles, despite the fact that they went through pitchers like they were going out of style. We got to witness two Jay homeruns in the bottom of the seventh, and the wonderful Jose Bautista hit a sacrifice fly to get the go-ahead run.

I always love going to baseball games because they remind me so much of my childhood. My family are all huge Jays fans; my parents watch every televised game. I was a huge Jays fan in the 80s, and in the glory days of '92/'93. Every baseball season I say I'm going to go to more games and follow baseball more closely, but I usually just make it to a game or two. This was my first of the almost-finished 2011 season.

Now I'm just tired and ready for bed at 9:12 pm. I'm so hardcore. I've been drinking lots of lemon-ginger tea with honey. My throat is unhappy from me talking a lot in my teacher voice, so tea, and cough drops, have been helping a lot.

I've also been listening to a new Los Campesinos! track on heavy rotation. It's so catchy! I can't wait for their new album, Hello Sadness, that comes out in November.

Hope you all had great weekends and will have good Mondays!