Dancing With Life

As year 2 in Colorado approaches, I feel like I'm just finding my groove in this once unfamiliar place. My favorite local spots have been found, my friendships have been weeded and watered, my hair stylist is only a text message away and I can get from point A to point B without the help of my phone.

If I could fall in love with one weekend in my life, it would be last weekend. It was full of sun and wine, laughs and smiles, Instagrams and hashtags, heels and dresses, freshly painted nails, aviators that never left my face and a sunburn. Ow.

I should inform you that I had quite a hiccup in my wonderful weekend on Saturday morning. While on my last long run before my race this Saturday, I…umm…biffed it pretty good on the sidewalk. Fortunately, the park right by my route was hosting a dog walk complete with a First Aid station and ambulance so I was able to get cleaned up. Unfortunately, blood was dripping on what seemed like half of my body as I ran to it which meant I received some pretty strange looks from people.

Then the hiccup got even bigger when I got in my car to go home and my battery was dead. A young couple was so great and helped jump it so I could drive to the auto shop to get a new battery. While there, I made friends with the 50 year old mechanic who told me (and drew a picture) what I should "feed my girlfriends" by the pool that afternoon.

The hiccup had passed once I was with my lady loves. 

Michelle and I thought it would be a great idea to jump in the freezing cold pool and joked after doing so that we had done the Polar Plunge. Brr.

Next up to make the weekend one for the books was my work function that was nothing like I have ever experienced before. 

This guy (Avalanche player Cory Sarich) has a daughter and son that attend my school. 

Sunday was another day at the pool followed by the Cinco De Mayo festival downtown.

So yeah, I guess you could say I'm going to keep dancing this dance : )