I had a great, but exhausting weekend. Friday started off sadly with a funeral, but we got to see full military honors with the presentation of the flag to the widow and the 21 gun salute. It was the first time I have been at a funeral where I wished I had my camera. I hope that doesn't make me a bad person. Friday evening, we had a small barbecue with some friends before we went miniature golfing. The picture below was a fountain at the course.
Friday night wasn't a late night because I had a HUGE Saturday planned. Saturday morning, I ran my first 5k. Back in high school, I was in shape and could do 7 minute miles. I was also 50+ pounds lighter. To humor myself, I decided to do a 5k and see just how well I could possibly do. Happily, I completed it. I am torn because I didn't do as well as I wanted to do, and yet, am still surprised I did do as well as I did. I know that makes no sense, but it does in my head. My sister, who is training for her first marathon also ran it while my mom did the 5k speed walking.
I was DEAD after, but I had maybe 30 minutes once getting home to get ready and head back out to a birthday party for our friends' daughters. I was so tired, but had fun. After the party, we had about two hours at home, but then went out again to some friends' housewarming party. By this time, I was getting more and more tired and the soreness of my muscles was really kicking in. I was pretty much a zombie there, but still had fun. One would think that with Jess working the following day, I would relax on Sunday.
You would think that is what I would have done, but it didn't happen that way. Sunday morning, muscles aches and all, I went to play basketball with some friends. Surprisingly, my muscles started to relax halfway through the games, but then disaster struck and I twisted my ankle by stepping on my friend's foot. That was pretty much the end of the day for me as I had to go home and keep it elevated and iced the rest of the day.
This ended up being a real nuisance for Jess and I as she had some minor surgery today and the plan was for me to take care of her after. Well, I have been mostly doing it, but nowhere near as well as I would have liked to as it hurts to stand, hurts to walk, and is now a swollen black and blue color. That's life I guess.
And I get to follow it all up tomorrow with a really long day of work as I took off Friday and today. It happens...