Before

Before

Heading to the finish line, I knew he was going to beat me. And it stung. There was no way that could happen. I was the runner, not him. This was the moment that I’d been training for and what had he done to prepare? Nada. So as I watched him head down the road, throngs of cheering fans encouraging everyone to finish, an idea popped into my head. Suddenly I went down, held my ankle, and started screaming. Being the kind soul that he is, he stopped and turned around without hesitation to come back to help me. As soon as he stooped down to check out the ankle, I leapt up screaming, “SUCKER!’ and raced towards the finish line. He still beat me, but I almost had him.

Later that evening, my boyfriend Chris, and friends Tyler and Tina decided to celebrate our finishes by heading out on the town. Tyler and Tina had lived in Virginia Beach for a number of years so they knew of cool places to hang out. We went to the first bar and before I knew it, I had downed three or four martinis. They weren’t real martinis, but more of the pretty drinks with sassy names that cost $9 each. Feeling pretty good, but being a little bored, we decided to head to the local piano bar, Crocodile Rocks. I had wanted to go there for some time and what better night than this? We made our way through the dimly lit, smokey room and grabbed an available table.
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