So a few weeks ago, I did something that I haven’t done before. Not even before the kids or when I was single. I had a “girls’ weekend”! Well, wait… it wasn’t a whole weekend but I was gone for most of it and that counts, right? I was away from my babies for about 34 hours and that is way more than my current tolerable limit of 12 hours which would come from work day + commute hours + work event. It was a great weekend! Now let me tell you more about the whole shebang so you know what I mean by mermaids and unicorns.
So as many of you know I am part of a fitness community through Instagram. There’s a large group of us women who are in the fitness journey to become a better version of ourselves. We are at a different stages in the journey and we all do different things but we have many things in common. I receive so much love and support from this group! These babes are my friends, and share not only fitness goals with me but also struggles and fears. We basically cheer on each other each day and remind each other how freaking amazing we are! There’s ladies from all over the world, and a group in SoCal decided to join together The Color Run. They shared the idea on IG and next thing you know over 200 ladies registered for the run, myself included. My supporting husband knows very much how important this group is to me and given that the drive from the Bay to Huntington Beach while is not the end of the world is way more of the tolerable car time with the kids for us, we decided it was best for me to go alone… ALONE? Just me?
The idea was exciting and scary. I know I sometimes complain about not having time just to myself but the truth is that I love being a mommy more than anything else. Sure it would be nice to watch a movie and just chill without interruptions, but can I handle alone time? And in the other side, I’ve known many of these women for years now and a small group from my area were coming, but can I handle being close to so many women who I didn’t know IRL? Some of my coworkers thought it was weird to go and just hang out with a bunch of strangers, is it really? Sometimes strangers are nicer than your “real friends” but that’s another subject. So I decided to go for it because they weren’t real strangers to me at least. I was anxious about leaving the kids but I trusted my husband can handle it and besides my mom was there to help. I am not super social. I am okay with people that I have gotten comfortable with but I am no social butterfly. Not even the slightest bit. Would this work?
I booked my flight, reserved a hotel, and off I went. My roommate was another girl from the Bay whom I’ve met a few years ago but we had different flights which meant I was gonna arrive to the bonfire where everyone was meeting the night before the race by myself… please picture a terrified me, would ya! I wasn’t worried about traveling from the hotel to the beach because hello Lyft, but it was nerve racking approaching a group of people you’ve only met online. The driver dropped me off at the parking lot and I started walking looking for the group with the most amazing women I’ve known in digital life. And I found them. My hands were sweating cold. What if they don’t like me or I don’t like them? Should I just go back to the hotel and snack on unhealthy stuff and watch a movie? That wasn’t the original plan. So I dared. I walked towards them and it was best decision ever! So many of them like I said, I knew through pictures and videos. And as I walked myself through the crowd saying hi’s, I didn’t felt weird at all. I knew them already. Some more than others thanks to IG algorithms that have you looking at only the same people all the time. I hugged each one tight and their responses were as amazing as I expected. I know these ladies, and I finally get the chance to hug them in real life???? Bring it on!
We had a great time meeting each other in person at the beach. We ran/walk together the next morning at the Color Run. We had yummy lunch, and yummy afternoon coffee with great conversations. It was a really good time. I didn’t regret for a second making the decision. I was looking forward to going home Saturday night and kissing my babies, but I enjoyed to the fullest every moment I was in SoCal surrounded by some amazing souls.
So why mermaids and unicorns? Well to be honest, I don’t know how it all started a few years ago in the group but I think is pretty obvious. Both creatures are magical, beautiful, unique. Each women in this group is a unicorn, a mermaid or a mermicorn because why choosing?! Some identify themselves with unicorns. Unicorns are a symbol of purity and tireless mythical animals. Unicorns stand out in a field of horses. Also don’t forget unicorns poop rainbows! Some identify themselves with mermaids. Mermaids on the other hand often represent sensuality, love and untouchable captivating goddesses. Mermaids are more than just a pretty face. Mermaids are also unique. And like I said, some women don’t want to identify themselves with just one or the other but choose to be mermicorns which is a combination of both!
I am seriously super beyond grateful with every single one of them! Each one was caring, loving and accepting. I consider them all my friends. I feel truly grateful to have a strong group of badass fitches on my side!