I keep telling myself that I really should grow up soon, but surely I'm not too old for these sort of weekend shenanigans just yet.
After hanging out with "long lost friend" on Friday evening (having fun helping him with his new Mac), I had going away drinks to attend for another good friend who is moving to Qld. These started at 11pm and I had every intention to only stay for an hour or so because the celebrations were in one of my least favourite nightclubs, Arq. Yes, handbag heaven Arq. Well, before I knew it it was daylight outside and 7am Saturday morning and I was having a great time still boogieing my arse off to really crappy music. Why stop now? So down the street we trundled to the local dayclub. The thing I like most about these sort of unplanned evenings are that they are so much fun and you meet so many new people.
Luckily dayclub closes at 1pm and I was home by 2. Rest. Then up and out to grab dinner and do some late grocery shopping. Sleep.
Up at 6am Sunday morning to get ready for the annual Sydney Running Festival. I had really lacked preparation this year so I wouldn't make the half marathon distance and opted early on for the 9km Bridge run. It was an enjoyable run, apart from the few occasions where I felt my brain bouncing around my head as I ran. Really, at a couple of sections of the race my brain felt like it was mushy and slopping up and down as I ran. Totally weird. But I think I was pretty much on pace to be equal to last year's run. Very happy about that.
Following on from the race I popped my head into dayclub once more just to say a final "goodbye" to my mate who was continuing the party, then home to some sweet sweet slumber. And boy did I sleep well!