Apparently we do, if Saturday's antics are any indication. J's BFF got married, and oh boy did we celebrate. Lots of dancing (and drinking) at the reception, and then more drinking the post reception party at a local bar. The evening ended with J and I taking a cab home (only took two tries to find one that would take a credit card, too!), and coming home to....our sweltering house.
Yep. Our air conditioning broke Weds evening. Found out Friday morning that the part that would fix it would be $400...but there's a good chance that another part would break in the next 6 months (the a/c unit is the original one from when the house was built, so its 20+years old). So we're just sucking it up and replacing it. In the meantime, we are spending the majority of our time in the family room (which is half underground since we live in a split level, and is the closest thing we have to a basement) and having slumber parties in there at night. Thankfully the unit is getting replaced as we speak, so barring any major mishaps we should be back in 70 degree recirculated air comfort by tonight. It's about time-neither one of us have slept all that great and the dogs aren't happy either so we're all ready for a good night's sleep again.
So needless to say, yesterday's hangover was not helped by the temperature in our house. Thankfully, one well timed visit by our friends who happened to have a large fruit punch Gatorade (aka my most favorite flavor of Gatorade EVA) in the cooler leftover from the night before did help, as did the "morning after" lunch hosted by the bride's parents at a local Mexican restaurant. Feeding my hangover with quesadillas and guacamole? YES PLEASE. Add in a coule of doses of ibuprofen, some lying around the house, and a trip to the pool and life was good again. I am getting way too old for this crap.
This ridiculous heat and humidity is not helping my running either. I've been better about getting up early (before work) to run but its been so humid that I still have to take it slow for fear of keeling over. I helped lead the 13:11/mile pace group for a local 5k on Saturday, which was interesting since its nowhere near my usual pace (someone dropped out so I was filling in where needed) but was still fun...and then a fellow pacer and I hit a local park for a hilly 3.5 mile run. Which was not fun, not because of the hills but the heat since it was 10am when we got started. Yucko. I'm still hoping to make it to the gym today, but we'll have to see when the a/c guy gets done...J's at work so I'm stuck here until the guy leaves. Thankfully he got here at 815am, so I hopefully will be off house arrest by noon/1pmish.
La di da....