I pulled up my big girl party panties and attacked night number two with as much gusto as I could muster. After all, it was Joy's bachelorette party.
Here is where I told Joy what to expect on her wedding night. ;)
Lindsey and I finally made it to Raifords, and I outlasted the MawMaw in me unil 4:20am. I have fallen short of many party expectations in the past, but just like the difference between training and racing, I pulled through when it counted this time.
And the crew danced all night long with the help of a local bachelor party that we met en route downtown.
And Laura, Joy, and I decided we would NOT be volunteering at the Germantown Half Marathon water stop. I slept in as much as I could on Sunday- but Dave thinks it is funny to bug me after a long night out. I winced at the thought of the 75 minute run I had on my schedule for Sunday...my longest run post surgery.
And yes, it sucked just as I imagined it would after dancing in heels all night.
I am still waiting for a recovery weekend, but since I have 2 bridal showers, 1 wedding, and 1 engagement party this Saturday- followed by a race on Sunday...I don't see any hope for the future.
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I guess in this case Sunday I was glad I didn't have anyone at home bugging me to do anything other than lay on the couch and watch basketball! Although I did clean up from the party and do all my laundry...
SO proud of you for sticking it out to the end this weekend! Go Damie!
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