There is not enough time in my day. Or money in my bank account. Above all, these are two things I lack the most. I don't even remember how I have spent my last week of recovery. I have been diligent in getting my 11 workouts in (mostly cause I am feeling fat from all the recovery). I had an impromptu dinner with a friend of mine on Tuesday night. I've worked. I've swam 3 times, biked 3 times and one more on Sunday. Run twice with a long run scheduled tomorrow and transition run on Sunday. I even scheduled in a core session after spin class this morning. I'm starting to get a little nervous cause I'm not packed for HI, and my bike is no where near ready. I hate traveling with her, but I need her there with me. I think we need a Sherpa. That would really take the stress off.
However, one aspect of my life has finally come together this week. The SkirtChaser and I have finally set a date. On December 6 we will be married in the "run-through" ceremony at mile 3.5 of the Vegas 1/2 Marathon. A-W-E-S-O-M-E! I could not think of a more fun way to celebrate! My friends who've done this race before (and renewed their vows) say that it's soooo much fun and really cool and we're treated like royalty. I can't wait. SkirtSports is taking care of the wardrobe (thinking white MarathonGirl with matching tank, or maybe a white Footloose Dress) and I'll just accessorize with some gloves and a veil. So far on the guest list: my parents are going to fly in for the ceremony, and my very good friends from England are going to be our best man and matron of honor and run the half marathon with us. We will have a fabulous time! I've never been to Vegas. (I know, I know. But I don't shop. I don't gamble. I don't drink... much. And I don't stay up past 8 pm.) So now I finally have a reason to go.
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