I have to admit, I am rather disappointed in myself over this past weekends marathon. As a previous IronWoman for playing every game in the last marathon, my goal was to retain that title for this marathon and, once again, play each and every game over the 24 hour period. Well, that didn’t happen. :( Why? I guess I have good reasons, excuses, or whatever you want to call them.
This weekend was also my daughters birthday party with a bunch of her friends. I can’t really use that as an excuse because she is 15 now and she did not need mommy holding her hand and giving directions during the sleep-over. They didn’t want to play the kiddie games they did when she was younger. They pretty much wanted to be left alone and do their own thing. I was more than happy to oblige and resumed my playing.
The issue was with Sunday. I was hosting yet another birthday gathering for my boyfriends son, Dillon. He was turning 10 and we invited family over for the celebration and cook out. What was I thinking?? The girls from my daughters sleep-over were leaving around noon. The new group of visitors was arriving at 2:00pm. That gave me time to clean-up after the party and prepare for the new one. And I thought I would still be able to pull off playing the entire marathon. I may be an IronWoman, but I am not Wonder Woman! I just couldn’t do it.
I realized it about 4:00 am. I had a couple cups of coffee to keep me awake, but then again coffee has never stopped me from going to sleep if I was tired enough, no matter how much I drank. I checked my position in the rankings and saw I was in about 29th place or so. I would have to pull off a miracle and win (or at least finish in the top 3) several of the remaining games. I would have to do this in a zombie stage with everyone making crazy decisions because they were also tired, strung out on energry drinks, trashed from large amounts of alcohol, and grumpy for all the above. I made a decision - to throw in the towel around 6:30. I realized I had to get some sleep so I wasn’t a total bitch on wheels for the Sunday festivities. Yes, I gave up and quit.
Regardless, I still had a great time as always during these events. The chat room at HPC was booming, the radio was playing good music and great commentaries of the game play, and some great fun at the tables.
I will be back next time to reclaim my title as IronWoman, just you wait and see.
