WHERE TO BEGIN.
The good? We are married! There were no major problems!
The bad? I did something to my knee and am in extreme pain. I can barely walk, let alone run, so you can imagine how that is going. I wake up in the middle of the night in pain. It’s great.
I will try and be brief.
On Thursday, I got up to go for a run. It was fine for the first few miles, but then my knee started to really hurt. I stumbled home, iced it and realized it was so bad, I could barely walk. My parents got to town around 9 a.m., and the first thing my mom said was “Why are you limping?” I started crying because she and I had planned to go for a little run and I was really excited for it. Instead, we went for a slow walk, while the boys went golfing. Once we finished our slow trot, we ran one million errands, and then met my dad, Tim and my old boss for a late lunch. Tim and I took a much-needed nap when we got back, and then we took my parents for a round at the brewery before walking to The Millworks for dinner with some of Tim’s family. And by walking, I mean I was severely, severely limping. Regardless, dinner and drinks were great, and we were home before 9.
I begrudgingly dug out my swimsuit and cap and went to the pool. It was boring and I was sad. Tim’s best man, Joe, is a chiropractor and he came over and worked on my knee before they all went golfing. He thinks it is just really inflamed and is nothing serious. After they left, my mom and I went to go get massages, then we limped around like chickens with our heads cut off trying to get stuff done. The girls and I had nail appointments at 1:30 and we were there until 4 p.m., which was slightly stressful because the rehearsal began at 4:30. So, everyone was late for the rehearsal, but that’s okay. We enjoyed a nice dinner together after the church, then retreated back to the hotel bar, where I tackled my college roommate Lindsey. We haven’t seen each other in four years, so it was so nice to reunite.
I woke up and my knee was still really, really bad, so I started crying. I cried all the way to the pool. It’s stupid, but all I wanted to do was run on my wedding day. I was so sad, and missed my running friends. After my swim, I sadly walked home and tried to get myself together. Once all the girls arrived and we started doing hair and makeup, time started flying. We had mimosas, and then Amy, Jill and I tried to go to my favorite dive bar for shots, but they were not open at 11:30 a.m. RUDE.
After hair and makeup, we got changed and hopped in the limo for the ceremony. I was surprisingly really nervous. I think it’s because I hate having that much attention on me. Anyway, the ceremony was very quick and to the point, then we all crammed in the limo, had some drinks and took some pictures.
The cocktail hour began at 5, and the rest of the night is a blur of drinking, dancing, eating, smiling and taking a million pictures. It was really the perfect night, and we are so lucky to have 200 of our closest friends and family there.
I even stayed up at the hotel bar until 2 a.m. eating pizza with my best friends from high school. Well, most of them ;-)
On Sunday, I still woke up before 7 a.m. I think something is wrong with me. I went to the hotel gym for a little bit, then we had to get ready for our breakfast. It was nice to be able to see everyone again, but holy hell, I just wanted to go home. Once we finally got packed up and unloaded, we opened some leftover booze from the wedding and sat and opened our gifts. It was perfect. Then, we went for a walk. Well, a limp.
Sleep in, pool, errands, errands, errands. Then, crash. Haha. It was the perfect weekend, minus my knee. I am going to the orthopedic doctor first thing this morning. I am nervous. I can’t take this anymore. Also, I don’t have time to proofread this because my appointment is at 7:45. Hopefully, there aren’t too many errors.