Sorry this is a little late. I think I’m going to be able to post in the morning on Thursday and Friday, so you’ll be a day behind, kinda—Wednesday’s post will go up this morning, Thursday’s will go up Friday morning…and then you’ll just have to wait until I’m all married to get the rest of the weekend update! 🙂
This morning I went to pick up my custom orthotics. Hooray! The podiatrist wrote the prescription for them back in mid-April, and I’ve been waiting ever since.
They are a soft foam insert with a cork bottom. Top view:
Cool, huh? I do think I will need to go to a wider shoe (I’m thinking a New Balance, since I lurrrrved their wide toe boxes), but they feel pretty squishy and good. He listened to me (yay) and didn’t build up the arch too much so I won’t blister. They are nice and squishy under my forefoot, which felt good.
I’m supposed to break them in by just walking around in them for a few hours for 3-4 days before I start running in them. I’ll deal with that…after the wedding.
As soon as I got back, we packed up the car and got on the road! (Tim dropped the animals off to be boarded while I was at the doctor. I get too sad and emotional when I take them. Lame, I know.)
We had perfect driving weather the whole way. I drove three hours, Tim drove three hours, I drove three more hours. Not quite fair, but we had lots of lovely conversation about politics and marriage and how Buckley, Southpaw, and Milhouse would behave at a sleepover.
While I napped. I sleep so soundly in moving cars! I love it.
We took a pit stop for lunch at a Panera in Des Moines, and stopped for gas at…
Anyway, we drove and drove and drove and finally stopped at my sister’s house (about half an hour from my mom’s) and went out for real Chicago pizza with her. It was delightful.
Then, we Redboxed the Blind Side (which we both Hated, capital H) and chilled at my mom’s house all night.
The plan for today? Well, I’m blogging this from breakfast at Panera.. Then we’re going to drive up to where the wedding is (about an hour and a half from where my mom’s house is, but close to where my mom lives during the school year—it’s a long story), get our marriage license (OMG!), pick up some last minute gifts (oops), meet with the pastor, have dinner, and head back down to my mom’s house for the night.
See you tomorrow!