One IS the lonliest number...

I'd have to say I agree with Jen, something was off. Yesterday I was missing the five necessities for a good run.... the girls. I'm in Fresno. Flat, gloomy, rainy Fresno. And even worse yet, I had to run 9 lonely miles... solo. I have to admit that I sometimes question Jen and Kristi's sanity when they show up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in appearance and demeanor every Saturday morn. Every single week I hear, "Oh my gosh you guys, look at how beautiful it is up here! Aren't we so lucky to get to run here!?" Are you kidding me? I often think to myself, "We are running 10+ miles and I might DIE, who cares about the scenery!" Let me tell you, yesterday I decided the scenery DOES matter, we ARE lucky and the group you run with matters too. I ran under a doom and gloom sky past dirt, lots of dirt, run down buildings, strawberry fields, soggy houses, oh and an old El Camino spray painted 50 colors, all by myself with not a hill in sight! BORRRR-ING. I decided I love hills, I love beautiful mountains, I love the snow, and I even love the colder weather. I love magic beans and GU. I love my magic running pants. And above all of that, I love the new friendships I have made.