|Sober and responsible before dinner.|
One glass of sangria turned into a few margartias which turned into pickle-back shots. Serious disaster.
|Tequila is delicious. Also, I REALLY need a haircut.|
I really did try to make good choices. I drank SO many glasses of water....but I guess when they're in between shots of whiskey that doesn't really count as a "good decision." I tried to undo the alcohol by eating a clif bar(chocolate coconut! yum!) and chugging a liter of water on my way home at 3am, which probably helped a lot.
I somehow managed to wake up on time and I seriously considered not running. But then I felt like a jerk. I signed up and paid for it and I live SO close to the starting line...I couldn't NOT go, no matter how terrible I felt. So I got dressed and dragged myself to the start about ten minutes before the race started.
|I had a PINK bib! I usually have an|
ugly brown bib because I'm the slowest
runner ever. That's actually probably
the real reason I decided to run.
Lesson learned: don't go out the night before a race! I would have been fine if I had just gone to dinner and had a drink or two; I didn't need to stay out until 3am. I'm definitely happy I got to spend time with my friends but I could have done without the five million drinks and late night dancing.