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If you spent any time stalking my adventures on social media this weekend, then it wasn’t very difficult to figure out what I was up to.
It came down to a last-minute decision as to whether or not we would make the trip or just wait until Wine and Dine Weekend. But the lure of Sister Hazel, (for the third year running), and a generous offer of free passes, (who am I to say no?), sealed the deal. So at approximately 1347 hours on Friday, the Hubs, Wonder Mutt, and me, jumped into our Interspacial Telekinetic Super Mouse Transporter Device – okay, okay, our truck – and headed north to the land of all things wonderful and glorious. But first, we had some minor details to attend to. You know, like getting me back on track for THIS.
And unless you haven’t been paying attention, (it’s okay, happens to me all the time. ALL the time), then you know my favorite place to train – outside of you know where, of course – is right up the road.
After my IT meltdown, a temporary vacay from pounding the pavement, and a week’s worth of laser and massage therapy, I gingerly laced up the shoes Saturday morning and headed out. Oh wait, seeing as my hubs was in a sharing mood, he decided why by selfish and keep his cold germs to himself? I love you honey, but that REALLY wasn’t necessary.
Thankfully, my superior bug-fighting skills kicked in and, after a decent night’s zzzzfest, I woke up ready to rock. Never having been able to concentrate long enough to do the whole run/walk thing, (Oh look! What a pretty flower!), I decided to give it another shot in the hopes of keeping the pain in check. So off onto a 4-5 mile, 4:1 ratio I go. Since I didn’t want to push either my immune system or my knees, I kept my pace well in check and happily, wound up feeling like this!
Now that’s not to say it was a pain-free run, and after all, it WAS only 4.5 miles, but at least I didn’t end up in tears like the last time. And THAT, my dear BloggerWorld friends, is ALWAYS a reason to smile. Even if my face does closely resemble a bowl of strawberry Jello-O.
With all this happy-happy-joy-joy juice a-flowin’, what better time than to head off to my favoritest (?) place on the planet to play at being the world’s greatest groupies and getting into all kinds of mayhem?
(They may be from that OTHER city, but the really DO love Miami!)
And my day got even better when one of my bros paid me a surprise visit!
So as I sit here replaying all the awesome-sauce moments of the past 72 hours, all I can say is this. You may not think there’s such a thing as Disney magic. But when you can come back from what seemed to be a running disaster, to feeling like you just may be able to kick that asphalt once again, to fate dropping a brother and fellow Disney Dork directly into your path, all the while wreaking all kinds of havoc with a few of your best Disney buddies at the most Magical Place on Earth, well….then you JUST DON’T GET IT. But keep trying anyway. You just never know.
Enjoy the ride.
Ever have one of those days where everything just seemed to fall into place without you even trying? Didn’t it feel great? Was Disney involved?