My weekend started with an almost 11 mile run. It was 10.84 miles.. It’s bothered me all weekend that I didn’t just take another run around the block. It was only supposed to be 10. Just call me overachiever.
My hip was pretty mad about it, too. But I just told it to shut it and put some ice on it. I’m trying to remember to step up my icing and stretching game.. but I am forgetful if it’s not hurting me at that moment.
We went to Tuscaloosa for Homecoming and finally got to eat at one of my favorites restaurants.. Nick’s in the Sticks. Yep. That’s the name. It’s a hole in the wall and it has about 7 tables, so you need to get there early or be prepared to wait. Luckily, they make these delicious drinks that make you forget your name as well as how long you’ve been waiting to be seated.
We got up around 5:30 to go set up the tailgate spot.. we love the new spot! I helped J set up, and then I went for a recovery run.. It was cold and windy and my hip hurt. I did about 2 miles around campus.
Apparently, I am a terrible judge of what temperatures actually mean… Everyone kept saying mid 50’s. So, I thought a long sleeve shirt with boots, tights, and a skirt would be sufficient warmth. It was not.
I found myself scrambling for another pair of tights and thankful that Ashley had enough sense to bring extra gloves. And also that my husband has a jacket fetish because he brought an extra.
I’ve been saving this skirt for Homecoming. It’s Judith March.
Houndstooth tights are where it’s at!
This is really what I looked like most of the day.
No tailgate is complete without mimosa’s courtesy of Marian.
Even my brother in law stopped by on his golf cart…
Kyle was in rare form… and very happy to have his Snuggie.
And Justin came by! He actually lives in Texas these days, working for those Aggies from Texas A&M. Glad he got to see a Homecoming game!
Hubs and I trying to stay warm during the game. We made the decision to leave at the beginning of the 4th quarter to go back and start packing up the tailgate and I am so glad we did!
Of course J befriended a 9 year old boy with a sweet hat…