Tomorrow I run my first 14k. I trained for a long time for this. When this week rolled around I was in my third week of boot camp, my third week of being home, and my third week of legitimate running around to the point that I think I could implode at any moment. I am exhausted. I haven't run in three days. I sleep for a solid 10 hours a night and still feel tired during the day. I am ready for this all to slow down, hop on the next plane, and cuddle up on the couch next to my new husband.
Maybe Lucy will join us. Sometimes my kitty loves to cuddle!
This weekend, beginning tonight, entails exactly what I stayed back for. One of my high school best friend's wedding. I've spent a bit of time with her over the last few days discussing the wedding plans and this is what I'm envisioning ...
However, this all comes after the dreaded run I have to do in the morning. Wish me luck, everyone! I'm going to need it.
Let's hope after all the festivities I make it to the airport on time!
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