Slackersauce

I told Kath the day before to just take me out and not tell me how far it was. I didn't have my garmin and she doesn't have one. She just knows the distances around her house by memorization. Anyway, we ran along the canal and then turned around and ran back. She told me at 3.5 that that's how far we had gone. So I was trashed from being up until 2 am every single night talking for the past 6 days, eating like crap and not having run for like a year...ya know. Anyway, This day I actually felt good. Like I was back in business and it surprised me bc I had felt horrible when I woke up. I know by past experience that sometimes when you feel the worst, your runs turn out to be great so we went for it. It was great. We sprinted and then slowed down the last half mile just to change it up and I was bright red and breathing like I had given birth. But the weather was a perfect 65 degrees and it was sunny and beautiful. {a little too hot but I was happy to be out of 20 degrees} so it was great to me. Anyway, I thanked her over and over for pushing my lazy arse out the door for three days in a row and almost felt like crying bc It felt so good. Hopefully...cross fingers..no jinxing..I can keep it up better than I have been. Anyway, I miss her already and wish she lived closer. We never run out of stuff or people to talk about and we always have the greatest time. love her.