The good news is, I survived half marathon #11 and discovered an untapped talent of balancing a beer, a phone, a napkin, two cookies, and a granola bar in one hand.
The bad news is, I can run a faster race when I’ve been drunk for two days and eaten nothing but greasy burritos, burgers, and lo-mein. (Wait, maybe that’s an untapped talent too?)
The good news is, three Red Bulls kept me awake enough for the four-hour car ride back from Miami with Michelle and for a concert that night with the hubs in which I did NOT lose anything.
The bad news is, my cold might be back, I’m super tired, and now I need to get through a day at work. So, I’ll be back with more about my crazy fun and crazy tiring weekend a little later. 🙂