Woke up this morning still drunk (wow, that's embarrassing, you are almost 30 Steph Maule), but I had a lot of celebrating to do last night.
I met the last of Kate's siblings, finally, for the first time. All the while, wishing goodbye to one of the first people I worked closely with at Epic. Somehow this combination equated to lots of Fireball?
Today, I was up and at 'em at 8:30, and off running errands. Since I was driving home this afternoon, there was no time to waste recovering from an exciting evening.
...sort of, "at 'em" doesn't really describe the energy I brought to the morning.
I was out of the house and slowly walking to my car at 8:30 this morning. I stopped for a much needed coffee, and continued through the farmers market back towards the EchoTap. I kept thinking about stopping for something more to eat, but I was deterred by only having $8 in my pocket. Ultimately, I figured it was more impossible to halt the momentum I worked up, and kept trucking past the food stands.
After retrieving the car, I got to enjoy doing my tasks as the hangover started sinking in. Even with the heartburn that started creeping in, I still planned to run 2 miles this afternoon before piling in the car for an 8 hour drive. This meant cleaning the car, getting an oil change, eating brunch with the brother, and packing up the items needed for my bachelorette party gift bags,
Then my car started making a clunking sound. Now I had to add a trip to the mechanic before I would consider taking the vehicle on a 16 hour round trip drive. This completely eliminated the hope of running this weekend, although I can't say I was too disappointed.
Having a day full of activity followed by a long car ride, I was understandably tired by the time I got back to the Great State. It was certainly worth the enjoyment from the night before, and the chance I got to thank my friend for everything she has taught me throughout the past five years. Considering that she "Just Can't NOT tell me what to do", it be different living in separate cities at this point.
Tomorrow's Workout:
- Pole Dancing Class and Laser Tag (Jealous? ;-)
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