Alright I’m going to make this “meat” reference a bit of a stretch, but just bear with me, okay?

Last Sunday I finally had the privledge and success of bringing a friend with me to SoulCycle. This special lady happened to be Alice (aka Big Z). Aaaaand, she survived! We took Daniel’s class, he’s quite theatrical but pushes you in a non-aggressive way too. One of the last songs was Fleetwood Mac’s The Chain, I was loudly singing along. That’s the beauty of classes there, the music is so loud and the lights are so low (think: nightclub) that no one can hear or see you singing, win.

Now, the meat aspect is that my quads (…muscle…meat..okay, see?) were sore for a full day after, which hasn’t happened to me at SoulCycle since my 2nd class. But I love being sore, as Kate would say, “it makes me feel alive, like, I know I am actually using my body”. Exactly.

Oh hey! That’s me, as spotted on the wall by the front desk. Reppin’ CMU Carnival rull hard.

After class, we headed downtown to the Big Apple BBQ Festival in Madison Square Park. The event was HUGE and included beer tents, food stands with a flat $8 price for any meal, free sample tents, a photobooth, grass laying, several live music areas and lots of sunshine. 

Being narcissistic 20-somethings and loving friends who also love pork (not really on that one), Alice and I lined up to showcase our faces and our love for pork (recorded on video very very awkwardly, I talked about pork buns???).

The finished product, a total keeper

Then we stuffed our faces with an $8 pulled pork sandwich (meat), cole slaw and pasta salad. Yum. Judge us. Also it should be noted that BBQ food pulls in quite an eclectic crowd (think: True America)

And True America is A LOT OF PEOPLE. Lines for any food stand were on average 40 minutes long. EEK.

what people do for a lil weekend meat

Later, I went to meat meet up with camp friends which included eating a cannoli (the real meat of desserts, does that make any sense?)

Alright I’m tired of making literary blogarary (?) puns, bai.