After tons of fun in the sun last weekend, come Monday my body started to say “nuh-uh.” That morning I woke up with lots of phlegm and a scratchy throat. By Tuesday I was completely congested and coughing up oodles of colorful goods. And by Wednesday evening, I had somehow developed pink eye (What?! Gotta love working in the hospital). I still cannot wrap my head around the randomness of how it all developed. But after a much needed day off work and plenty of rest, by Friday I was on the mend.
This Saturday was Ricky and Samantha’s birthday pool party in Chicago (you can read my recap of last year’s festivities here). My friend/Perfect Stranger, Christi and I had planned on going out there for the weekend to enjoy some fun in the sun. However, once the above-mentioned illnesses struck, I became very hesitant. Not only did I not want to infect everyone else, but I knew I still could use some rest before heading out of town. So I delayed my departure from Friday night to Saturday, but even come Saturday Am I was still on the fence on whether or not I should go.
I was up and attem by 430a Saturday. With my bags packed for my still potential road-trip, I drove down to meet my girls at the Monon for our weekly long run. Between last week’s heat wave and this week’s illness, I have been less than satisfied with my training as of late. So my goal once again was to log a successful 2-hours on my feet. Luckily (?), I wasn’t the only one feeling sluggish that morning and had a beautiful group of 6 to commiserate w/ me 😉
Us girls ran north until we couldn’t run no mo’,,,
And took plenty of water breaks/ potty stops.
Our pace was pretty impressive the entire run, averaging around 9:30 min/mi. It was still muggy, but much cooler than the week before. I felt stronger than I had expected, even though I could barely see 2 feet in front of me without my contacts. The run was just what my body needed to expectorate whatever bacteria/ viruses had moved in during the week. I ended up finishing more miles than I had run since March, to which I gave a resounding YAY!
Post-run I made a fuel stop at Dunkin’ Donuts while waiting for Christi to finish her 20 miles with Meggie & Meghan. My girls certainly went on for it (you can read Meggie’s recap here)!
As I wound down from my run, I made the decision that yes, I would in fact make the trek to Chi. It was one of those decisions where I figured if I didn’t go, I would be mad at myself and eventually bored at home alone (hubs & pup were out of town). The worst that could happen was I would be a party pooper and come home early the next day. So after showers and snacks, Christi, Libby and I were on the road by 11a EST. We unfortunately hit some Chicago traffic so we arrived about 230p CST.
The pool party was well underway by time C & I arrived, but we jumped right into the festivities without missing a beat. Unfortunately, as soon as we showed, so did the rain. We thought since the drops were big, the rain would be short-lived (right C?!), but sadly the little storms kept rolling through one-by-one. So instead of going inside, we set up our own mini party in the rooftop lavatories. Yes, friends, this really happened. And it was probably the most fun we had the entire day. Inappropriate chanting, music, and shotgunning of beers. All while making fun of the Doorman on a powertrip. Christi kept saying it was like living in a reality show, to which I informed her that this behavior was in fact the norm 🙂
Eventually, the sun decided to return, which kept the party going that much longer.
Finally around 7p, we brought things inside, but kept things going with the help of Spotify singalongs and Summer Shandy. No naps were taken, which ultimately led to our demise. We made our way out to Kirkwood’s just like the year before, but this time we were all in rare form by 1130p. Cabs were called and our night was closed down shortly after midnight. Guess my body was still in recovery mode. We definitely still made the best of what time we had together.
This morning, Christi and I walked to Orange in Lincoln Park for breakfast. The lack of dinner the night before had left us famished. Green eggs and ham, chai tea french toast, and orange-infused coffee took care of our hunger straight away!
After a little more visitation, we were on the road back to Indy by 1215 EST (damn that lost hour). Since we will be back in town next weekend for the Rock N Roll Chicago Half Marathon, we figured we’d limit this weekend’s adventure to < 24hrs.
Despite the short duration, our visit was much more sucessful than I had anticipated. A great run and a fantastic road trip was definitely what the doctor ordered (even though my personal MD had no part in any of it!). My only letdown of the weekend was the lack of jorts. Maybe next year. C’mon man!
Thanks for a great time, Ricky & Sam! Happy Birthday to you both! xo