However the mid-north-west is chalk full of super friendly people. Most of the people I know that are from Minnesota, Wisconsin or Michigan have always been super nice and I was not let down on my recent trip to a friend's wedding just outside Minneapolis. While running through cornfields and country side I noticed that EVERY SINGLE person that passed me in a car waved. I waved back and smiled. This is actually a "Southern" element that I've grown accustom to where my family lives in Northern Florida and North Carolina... or maybe it's just a small town thing. Anyways, I wish people would take time to be a little more friendly in the "Yankee" part of Florida.
I know I said this in my last post, but I didn't have a picture to show just how excited I was about cornfields! I honestly don't know why? Most people probably think they are boring, but I wasn't alone as pretty much all my Florida gang that eventually came up for the weekend were excited about them too!Minnesota was a hoot! I had more fun than I've had in a long time. I also drank more than I've drank probably all year. This probably set me back a little bit in my running, but my friend is only going to get married once so we partied both Florida and Minnesota style!
The wedding weekend went something like this:
Friday Night:
- Rehearsal dinner at bride and groom's house. Actually rehearsal in backyard on top of septic mound.- Dinner in garage (hamburgers, hot dogs and LOTS of beer and wine).
- Backyard games, activities, bonfire and fireworks launched from cornfield ensues...
- Rehearsal dinner ends. Groom, groomsmen and their friends decide it's probably a good idea to go into town to a local bar.
- Best man buys a round of shots. Jeagerbombs for guys, blowjobs for girls.
- Best man buys 3 or 4 or maybe 6 more rounds of shots. At one point there is a round of Jack Daniels.
- Somehow (it's a bit fuzzy) we get back to hotel and everyone passes out. Not falls asleep. Passes out.
Saturday
- Everyone.... and I mean EVERYONE is hung over. I'm talking feeling like a bucket of fuck!- 11 a.m.... we head to a subway (attempt to eat) and buy more alcohol.
- 1 p.m.... Charter bus (Magic Bus) arrives at hotel and takes wedding party and friends to Lake Minnetonka.
- 1:05 p.m.... I give up and resort to drinking more to cure my hangover. Several others follow suit.
- 2 p.m.... Arrive at lake. Several hours of picture taking before the wedding ceremony.
- 4 p.m.... Wedding ceremony. Everything is beautiful (weather, bride, music, etc.).
- 5 p.mish... Wedding party loads back aboard bus for the 25 mile ride to reception hall.
- 5:10 p.m.ish... Magic Bus makes a pit stop at a bar on the lake for drinks. Bride and Groom have their first drinks as a married couple.
5:45 p.m. Load back up on the Magic Bus and continue drinking.
6:30 p.m. Arrive at the Blue Note a little smashed where the reception is under way. Get introduced and proceed to the head table.
7:45 p.m. Dinner ends... tables are moved back... dancing and drinking continues until 1 a.m.
10 p.m.ish... Dollar dance. Sylvan decides to dance with the groom. Yes, the groom. Girlfriends from Florida take pictures like the paparazzi, but I'll save those from this post!
2 a.m. ... arrive back at hotel and pass out YET AGAIN!
Sunday
Wake up with another hangover and proceed to the airport for the long day of flying home.11:45 p.m.... arrive home and promptly fall asleep.
Monday
6:30 a.m.... Wake up and run a very difficult and painful 3 miles followed by an hour surf session at the inlet. Yes! A small swell came through while I was gone and I was able to snag some leftovers on the longboard before it completely faded away.I am happy to say that the constant leg soreness seems to have disappeared or my body has finally adapted to running 4 or 5 days a week. I missed my scheduled long run that was suppose to occur on Sunday. If TSA would have allowed me to run laps around the Dallas terminal I totally would have done it. I'm not exactly sure how to make it up, but I'm sure I'll come up with something.
