Hen Party - Running, Massages & Shakin' Tail Feathers

Up in Duluth, it was time to celebrate the ending of the single life of two people and what better way to do that than a weekend with friends and non-stop activities.

Saturday morning was started off with a bunch of women waking up in Lindsey and Brian's living room, then dressing to go running, everyone participating in Fitger's 5K run. The weather was cold and rainy, and as my nerves started getting the best of me I started trying to give myself an out. Then the nerves, as we piled in cars to head downtown, turned into excitement and there was no way I was not going to run in the race.

As a last minute racer, I was sans number. Bummer! I wanted to look official, this being my first race and all.

Me at the finish line with Lindsey. I was proud to have finished my first race. Wo-hoo!

After the race, the lot of us went back home for food and showers, then headed over to the local spa. Linds' sister came prepared to the hilt, pina colada in a jug and M&M's being the most grabbed for and swallowed out of the bunch... Well, at least by me! We all talked and laughed, sharing stories about life and guys till my turn was up, and man, was it a turn. I had a massage that put me into nirvana deeper than I had remembered being in a long time and walked out to everyone looking as such. My expression, a drugged-up smile, could not be erased as the sensation of a knowledgeable touch held me.

From there we went to the hotel (where sister and others were staying) for a hot tub soak and then ran home and gussied ourselves up till we looked like the beauties below.

A game of knowledge of the to-be's was played, drinks and toasts were heartfully shared, glasses held high, food consumed, and smiles and more laughter flowed.

Then came the dancing, the letting go, more laughing, friends watching Lindsey in her glow of love.

My favorite picture of Lindsey - dancing and laughing as only Lindsey does.