It's difficult to put into words exactly how this running thing is woven into our family in such a way that it's actually about all of us. From running together, to cheering me for official-training-just running runs, to avoiding me because I'm too sweaty to hug, to making signs, to all of us doing an official run, to deeming all money found on runs goes to the Food Bank no matter who finds the money, to committing the time to be together (and, who would have ever guessed our family would run in the first place much less together?!) ... yeah, it turns out running, of all unforeseeable things, has changed us all for the better.
That's what 750 miles is made of.
That's quite a Crew. For real. |
Today's run as a whole was excellent. I won't lie, it was mostly excellent because it was short (only 2 miles today!), and because I knew I had a stretch of resting a'coming! The last run before a week of rest both hurts -- because my body's ready for some down time -- and, rules -- because my body is ready for some down time!
Today's run was exactly that, but it was made better having everyone with me. PC#3 provided some entertainment not only in his running style (where he'd periodically make his feet kick his own butt just because he could) but also by quoting many of his favorite moments from Christmas Vacation. There's nothing quite like running along and, out of nowhere, hearing someone say, "What's that smell? ... Fried Pussycat!"
Have I mentioned it's difficult to run when giggling? Just sayin'.
I know I've also mentioned how much I love the cold, snow and Snoopy, so passing by this sign made me all kinds of happy:
Snow is in tomorrow's forecast, too!! |
That's right! Not one but two quarters a mile apart from each other!! Ba-da-bingggg !! |
It's that sum-of-the-parts-is-greater-than-the-parts-alone thing! |
Congratulatory group hug! |
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