oh...i love running. since i had macrae, i have been trying to get back into it. but mostly, i don't feel fast enough to join my old running buddies. so, this past week and a half, i have really been pushing myself. i even made myself commit to two different people to run in the mornings. thankfully, they agreed even though they both know my condition (i mean, lack of conditioning).
yesterday i ran with my aunt, margaret, and she freaking kills me. why? oh...she's at least 5 inches shorter than me (picture her stride) and yet, she is at least a minute or two faster per mile...let that sink in for a minute...she kills me. she ROCKS! oh, and today i ran with erika and we ran this or i should say, she ran this and challenged me to sprint the last hill. which caused me to get dizzy and think i might die on the hill (at least a 10% grade, here people, i'm no wussy. i only think i'm going to die for really really good reasons). so, she killed me too. um, thanks Erika for meeting me this morning! i sooo needed it! my goal is to keep up with you.