A Run/Eat Blogger Meetup (and blah-blah blogging)

Well friends, I know I haven't been around much lately, because I've had the blogging blahs.  When it comes to blogging I'm usually all:

But lately I've been more:

"Meh" about blogging and the internet in general.  I've really just needed a break from it.  Anyway, I'm now back to it and I hope there are still some of you around :D

To the blogging!  

A few weeks ago, I went to a blogger meetup with a bunch of fantastic bloggers and Tweeters.  I was incredibly excited to go, aside from the one teeny-tiny, itty-bitty, little catch.

I had to drive through downtown, down a crazy off-ramp, and over a very large bridge.

(Have I ever mentioned that I'm afraid of heights?  Like, a vertigo-inducing, crippling paralysis kind of fear?  Yup.)

I tried to convince TriGuy to go with me.  And by "go with me" I absolutely mean "DRIVE me".

He was not exactly psyched about sitting around while I ran and then chatted with a bunch of girls.  Go figure.  Also, he may have been burned once or two dozen times in the past by this statement.

So, the morning of, I sucked it up (after a last-ditch effort for chauffering accompaniment).

It was early and on the weekend so there was not too much traffic.  I managed to get to the right exit and get over the bridge without passing out, so that was a success.

Once I was safely on the other side I had to stop at a traffic light.  By that point I had some serious cottonmouth and I was shaking from head to toe.  My teeth even started chattering.

But, I had done it!

Once I got to the meetup point, it took just a few minutes for everyone to arrive.  We had decided on a 5 mile run followed by lunch.  We headed out and broke up into groups.  I was so happy to run with Erika, and was comforted that she had already run that morning.

I figured she would be ok running slowly with me.

I was also happy that we were running along the water, where it was flat; a rare treat for me.
We decided to throw in a couple of sprints right at the halfway mark.  I went all out.  I'm talking full-steam.  It felt great!

...for about 10 seconds.

I then spent the last 2.5 miles engaging in fabulous conversation with Erika.

I was scintillating.

Once our run was done, we met up to eat with the other runners, along with a few other ladies who joined us for lunch. I got to chat with Stacie, Erika, Rebecca, Zoe, Nicole, Pensive Pumpkin, Emily, Allison, and Robyn.

We had a great time getting to know each other, and Stacie had a fantastic surprise:  a company called Run Pretty Far had heard about our meetup and sent us all their stickers, hairbands, and running sleeves!

Social media is a wonderful thing!

I'm looking forward to another meetup soon :)

EDIT:  ONCE AGAIN, I'M LINKING UP WITH 'YEAH WRITE'.  CLICK ON THE BUTTON TO CHECK OUT SOME GREAT READS!

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Wine Before Beer, Have No Fear. Wine Before Yoga...

Well, it's not a good idea.

To be clear, I did not have wine on my way to yoga; it was the night before.  But more on that in a moment.  In order to finish the title of this post, I needed to go back to my Twitter feed.  When I wrote my last yoga post, I took to the Twitterverse for a title idea, saying nothing rhymes with yoga.

See?  I then decided on a title, but shortly thereafter got a series of responses:

Oh, right.  

Sooo, Wine Before Yoga, You Might Want a Toga!

Or, maybe not.

You see, one sunny Saturday afternoon not so long ago, TriGuy and I were spending a lovely day together.  We had a little glass of wine.  We went out that night and had some apps and a bottle of wine.  The waitress came by and refilled our glasses.  That made 3 glasses of wine for me in one day.

This did not help with balancing.

The next day I went to power yoga.  It was good!  Surprisingly so.  But there was more balancing. My sorry little glutes did not want to do the work required.  I used the block.

It did not help.  You know what else didn't help?  The teacher saying "I find the block sometimes makes balancing even harder."

And, you know what makes it even worse? Laughing at how ridiculous you feel but trying to stay quiet so as not to disrupt the class.

Yoga is  one of those things that you are always supposed to be working on, so I will continue to learn.  And I have oh-so-many confusing moments to discuss about yoga, such as how to measure distance on my mat.

But we'll save that discussion for another time.



UPCOMING POSTS:  BLOGGER MEETUP AND RUNNING WITH FRIENDS