It has been over a year since I’ve participated in pre-wedding shenanigans.
Which is unfortunate. Because girls’ weekends are fun.
Plus, I get to wear dresses. I like dresses. There needs to be more occasions where I can wear dresses.
And more occasions where I eat good food.
I like good food.
And being silly. And gossiping. And big sleepovers in nice hotels.
All things that happened this weekend.
All things that keeps a person super busy. And makes them a bit neglectful in half marathon training.
Don’t get me wrong- I knew it was happening. It’s not like I just totally forgot to run 10 miles on Saturday.
No one ever goes “whoops… how did I totally forget to run for 90 minutes yesterday? How silly of me!
No. No one ever does that. And if they do? Well. That’s weird.
I mean, I’m weird. But that’s super weird.
We’re getting off track here. Let’s rewind.
So I was neglectful. And all of a sudden it was Sunday afternoon.
Sunday can’t always be a day of rest, folks.
Some people like running later in the day. I’m usually more of a morning person, but the weather was being gracious, so it could have been worse.
My usual theory on the long runs are just to get them in. No worries about pace. Just hit some big mileage and be thankful you can make it that far. No matter how much wine and cake was had less than 24 hours beforehand.
Some runs are easy. Like last week. And some are hard. Like this week. Until they all become easy (doubtful), I just have to keep truckin’.
Which is probably what I sounded like by the end of my afternoon run. Neat.
10 miles didn’t happen. This was assumed going into it. I did 8 instead.
Two of which were an attempt to run along the lakefront because it was such a nice day.
But the Air and Water Show was going on this weekend. And people kept stopping in the middle of the trail to just stare at the sky.
It would have been hilarious had this not caused a few almost-collisions.
To make myself feel better about not hitting the full 10, I made sure to get up and do a solid 40 minutes of cardio on Monday morning.
Long run redemption.
Don’t tell me otherwise.