Oh hey. I haven’t blogged in a really long time. The whole wedding-planning and getting-married and honeymooning process kind of took over my life for a while, and it was so, so worth it.
My primary concern going into the wedding was: “How can this single day possibly live up to our expectations when we’ve spent nearly a year and a half building it up in our heads?” (And assembling favors for it and designing programs for it and writing checks for it and handling the billion other tasks you must handle when planning a party for 130 people.)
And then the wedding day was perfect. The amount of love and positivity our friends and family brought for us was overwhelming. And there was Yuengling, pie, and so, so, so much dancing. (Which is exactly what we wanted.) The most catastrophic thing that happened was the zipper on Paul’s tuxedo pants breaking during the reception. (Ha.) And I, being an extremely prepared person/runner, had a few safety pins in my purse, so no wardrobe malfunctions.
And then the honeymoon—in Bermuda!—was perfect. And so far, being married has been perfect. (Which might have something to do with the fact that we’ve spent more than half our married days to date lounging on pink-sand beaches, but you know.)
I am so glad I let myself take it easy running-wise these past few months. Planning a wedding takes a lot of time. (Unless you’re the kind of person who has a “meh, it’ll all come together somehow” attitude. I got the impression from our vendors that most people aren’t as detail-oriented/anal as I am.) If I had to worry about completing hard workouts on top of everything else, I would have been miserable. And running is supposed to make you less miserable!
Now that we’re back in Pennsylvania, I’m feeling ready to start Training (with a capital “T”) again, but that’s a topic for another post.