Saturday morning, I met my group for an 18 mile run. The first 16 miles were probably the best 16 miles I’ve ever run. I don’t know what has happened to the real Paula and the running Scrooge she has become, but she must have stayed home that morning. I felt awesome, my knee felt normal, my pace was good, and not even a nosedive into the sidewalk during mile 7 got me down.
After mile 16, we hit a decline to get to one of our water stops that my knee did not like. The last 2 miles were pretty rough with my knee pain back. We ran an 11:00 average pace which I’m still happy with considering we walked for about a quarter mile after I fell and my grandma runs faster than I ran those last 2 miles.
That night, hubs and I celebrated my awesome 16 miles at our friend’s (Ale and Jason) housewarming party. They had a sweet new house to show off and we had a sweet card to give them.
At the party, I discovered a new and untapped talent I didn’t know I had.
I’m not sure how I’ve lived this long without playing flip cup, but I’m finally good at something. Take that all of you with cooking skills, wonderful singing voices, and the ability to create stuff with your “imagination.” Paula has arrived!
We started with a play for team captains and the the teams were picked.
Team What the Flip Flop? won 4 out of 6 rounds. Or maybe we won 5 out of 7. The details are hazy. I do remember it was a massacre and Team Down Under did not take it well.
Tears were shed, friendships were tested, but in the end beer brought us all back together. Is there any more versatile beverage? I think not. Then, hubs and I pretended Ale and Jason’s house was a bar and didn’t leave until they started turning lights out. We’re respectful like that.
Thanks for having us over guys! We had a lot of fun. 🙂