More than I'd like to admit, I push my body to the limits...my mind would like to think I'm back at 21, but the bod, she reminds me otherwise.
We kicked off Wednesday with a happy hour that I was only planning on attending for about an hour. Several shots, many rounds of flip cup (where I RULED), and a bit of dancing later, and it was around midnight with me having to get into work early in the morning and hit the gym. Neither happened. Bad decision #1.
Thursday rolls around, and it's off to a birthday party for just one drink. Well...that didn't happen, either. Stayed out late, even though I needed to get an early start to rest up for a bachelorette party weekend. Bad decision #2.
Well, things go in threes, right? Rather than sleeping in when I could, I got up early to do lord knows what. Was not ready when my ride came to pick me up. Bad decision #3, though all made due to #1 & #2.
The weekend then included lots of fun girl time, dancing at gay bars, and an awesomely memorable white water rafting trip. All fine decisions, but I am paying for it today. Could it really have been that long ago that we would do fun stuff from Tuesday through Sunday, and still function in school/at work?
Fun times...
3 comments:
Dude, I am jealous! You're doing the right thing!
Let's push limits in Copenhaguen as well!
Please add me to that list as having joined you in the many bad decisions...I am exhausted!
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