On Monday night, I was in the midst of wedding preparation, and knew that I needed to be up past my normal bedtime. So, instead of subjecting myself to a torturous morning, I texted mike to see if he was down to run Tuesday night, and he agreed.
A storm was rolling in as we headed out to run, and we spent a large part of the run talking about wedding plans. He’s engaged to be married next July, so is just beginning to plan as I rapidly approach the big day. Before the run was done the skies were starting to open, and we sprinted the last block to get back to the apartment before we were really soaked. My legs did not want to be running that day, but I got out there and got moving.
Tuesday was my last day of work for the week, and the plan was to do lots of wedding prep with the two days I had off before the wedding- and boy, were those days filled up.
I didn’t get out to run again until Thursday morning, when Kasey and I headed out for a slightly later than usual run- no work and no school meant we got to sleep in a little. The weather was crisp, although a little windy.
Kasey even chatted with me again, something I am more than happy to get used to. With all the time we have spent planning for the wedding in the last two years, it was surreal that it was this week at long last. When Kasey had finished her three miles I headed home, to get in a yoga class with Rachel, Liz, and Emily before beginning a jam packed day full of pre wedding activities.
The first item on the itinerary? The last mile before the aisle. I had most of the bridesmaids plus my brother Kevin and a few of the guys assemble at my parents house, and I decked out myself in some bride gear for the occasion. We were just doing a one mile loop near my parents house, and I was so happy to be out there with so many of my people. About 3/4 of the way through the loop dad rolled up on us in the car with Den, Emily and Tommy on board, holding a speaker out the window and pumping the rocky theme song- this may have been the best part of the whole event. And of course, there was a sprint to the finish line as we rounded the last corner to my parents house. Greg won, but in my defense he is almost a foot taller than me.
That was all the running a got in this week- definitely a bit lower than my usual weekly mileage, but I did get married, so I think that’s a pretty good excuse. Now, we’re off to Disney world to honeymoon, and I mayyyy even be sneaking in a race- the wine and dine two course challenge.
