Last night, my husband and I were invited to a party where we didn't know anyone. Well, we knew the person who invited us, Erin, but I have a sneaking suspicion she only invited us because her husband is out of town and she didn't want to go to the party by herself. Suspicions aside, my husband and I enjoy parties, mostly because they often have two very important and necessary ingredients there: food and beer, so we accepted the dubious invite and attended the party with Erin.
This party was like traveling back in time about 10 years. See, right now, almost all of our friends are either married or in significant relationships, so when we go out or have parties, there are shenanigans, yes, but not much by way of drama. But this party? Oh holy cats, there was drama. The party took place in the home of two younger guys who are roommates and who rent the place -- thus, my intense feeling of being transported back in time. The place was really nice, but it was definitely a bachelor pad: it hadn't been cleaned, various knick-knacks that adorned various surfaces were clearly the possessions of young, single guys (a Jagermeister machine in the kitchen, a replica of the lamp from "A Christmas Story," World of Warcraft figurines and memorabilia, and, well, a bong), and their party presentation was simple: keg and chips.
Along with the single guys, came the single girls (by the end of the night, one of these guys and one of these girls mysteriously stole away to a bedroom, and then I really, REALLY, felt like I was back in college -- ah-kward!), or the people that were kinda couples, and one or two that were certainly couples, but who weren't married or engaged or involved in any kind of seriousness. My husband and I were the only married people there at the end of the night (well, Erin is obviously married, but the hosts believe her husband, Ryan, to perhaps be mythical since they've never met him). But, aside from the time travel, it was a fun party.
Anyway, because I had been pretty tired from yesterday's run, I only had a couple of beers and then switched to water for the rest of the night in order to be the DD -- my husband, meanwhile, took full advantage of the aforementioned Jagermeister machine. On our way back, we hit Taco Bell for some chalupas (which did not sit well with me), and then went home.
Today, my left knee is still hurting, so I will follow everyone's advice with the icing, the stretching, and foam rollering. Today is a rest day, so I am just gonna take it easy.
BTW, at that party last night, I found myself, at one point, in a conversation with several other women and they were discussing various forms of exercise, and this one girl kept going on and on about how terrible running is for you: "It's so hard on your joints and it kills your body! It's awful for you! Awful! Besides," she said, "walking burns just as many calories." I didn't interject any rebuttal -- I didn't know these people and besides, my knee was aching.
22 comments:
Yes, it was surely a time warp we entered. Thank God you guys came along Without talking much about the party last night (I was a little wasted-no, totally wasted) I made the same observations. I honestly can't remember the last party that people "mysteriously" disappeared and come out looking "sleepy and disheveled".
Maybe Nilsen is right and we are all members of a very special club since we have our "mates."
Wow, memory lane! I kinda miss those parties. Now the ones I go to usually involve catered food and expensive wine, which is nice, but it's not quite the same as sitting out on the porch ashing your cigarette into one of those plastic red cups. I first kissed my now-husband at one of those parties (at his house, where he lived with 6 guys and one bathroom when I met him 6 years ago). Man, how things change.
sadly, when my married friends visit they refer to my place as the bachelor pad, mostly because I lack furniture and you can find clean clothes sitting in random piles everywhere (and I never have food). they also call my on/off bf the "insignificant other" so clearly I'm beyond hope...
don't believe the hype that girl was telling you...your knee will be fine, she's just a wimp!
As for those gals comments on running?
Stupid is as stupid does.
'nuff said.
Funny how life changes and the things we do for fun change over time as we mature. While I agree there's something to the simplicity of a low maintenance party, all the other stuff that comes with it just isn't where I'm at, ya know?
Yea, weird how times change as we get older. I would have lasted at a party all night years ago, but these days I would leave by 10 so I can get home in time for SNL. I like this area in my life much better.
Hope you have a nice relaxed day today. Take it easy, only a few more weeks til 26.2!!!
Ah yes, I went to many a party like that in my younger year. Too funny!
Haha, sounds like an interesting night!
Don't you just love those rest days?! Especially after a hard workout the day before!
Memory lane can be fun... But I have learned it is not exactly the best place to meet those of the opposite sex!
My KIDS are even too old for parties like that... how sad, but good.
Congrats on keeping your mouth shut with the girls talking about how bad running is. I think I would have been compelled to tell them it isn't so!
whoa. that's nuts.
I laughed about getting something to eat after the party, which is what we often do too.
I'm sure that one talking trash about running was very knowledgeable and experienced.
Hope the knee comes around after resting...
I enjoyed reading your post. It brought back memories of the crazy parties I used to go to "way back when".
I hope your knee feels better soon!
It sounds like you were too sober for the conversation you mentioned with others who were probably much more intoxicated than you. No sense in arguing with a drunk!! =) I hope your knee starts feeling better...
KelsaLynn
lol re: that lady/girl talking about running...i've had that happen before and it's like "why bother". I love going to other peoples places for parties, dinner, whatever, sounds like an interesting experience funny when how you notice when you are "older"...hope your knee is better soon
Ohhhhhh my. It's funny to see how much we mature. I'm actually glad those days are over.
L*I*S*A said...
As for those gals comments on running?
Stupid is as stupid does.
'nuff said.
ROFLMAO OUCH!!! True though.
Hope that knee feels better!!
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Those people who tell you that running is hard on your body are usually trying to make themselves feel better about not running. I just smile, and back away...LOL
Oh wow! Sounds like an interesting party. I hope your knee feels better soon.
Please ship any tall, single men that you met at the party to me immediately. I need a wedding date for Saturday night.
OMG I AM SO OLD!
I agree with Lisa Slow and Steady. I always get that crap from people who are making excuses for why they don't run. Oh, my knees could never handle that. Whatev. It's not like you START at 10 miles.
Sorry, preachin to the choir. :)
i'm laughing about the running is bad for you girl. well, not real hard because my knee is hurting too.
time travel is the only way i leave home nowadays.
I work with a woman who constantly reminds me how bad running is for our bodies. I believe this is the excuse lazy-asses use to justify not exercising. I always want to ask her, 'So, your solution is to not exercise at all and you think that's better for your body?' I used to use this excuse all the time and quickly realized I was lying to myself as soon as I tried to run. Good job not piping up - I'm sure I would have.
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