It was about time. For the past few months every Wednesday Brad would go to steak night and surround himself with ten dollar cuts of meat, veggies, cheap beer and wine. Can you imagine my jealously stuck in RPJ with black beans and tuna?? We polished off a bottle of red wine and we set off to get us some steaks. I guess did not really know what to expect steak night to be like, but it did not disappoint. We stood in line, ordered steaks and found a cozy little table. It is set up college cafe style. You order, find empty chairs at big tables, they buzz your buzzer, you go to the window to pick up the goods, grab forks and knifes, another round of drinks at the bar and dig in. It was perfect if you ask me. It takes place at RSL (Returned Services League of Australia) so there are metals, flags, and people off all ages enjoying steak night.
After indulging in red meat and red wine last night I kicked my booty in gear this morning. I zumbaed the other night so I switched it up and did a spin class. I have done lots of spin class in my days but this by far was one of the most fun. It is a new studio and state of the art! High performance bikes, lights that go with the upbeat music, high energy spin instructor, black lights, intense cooling systems and great energy. This might be a new obsession.
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