I am running a race on July 4 with the Husband and Yarnsticks! According to her we haven’t seen each other since Rhinebeck ’06 which is just bad. It’s my fault, I was a bitch and we hit a rough patch but I like to think we’ve worked through it. I can’t imagine not having her as a friend and I’m lucky that she’s hung in with me for as long as I have.
I suppose, if I’m honest, we really won’t be seeing each other at the race. I’ll be seeing the back of her head as she plows through the race and I plod through 3.1 miles huffing and puffing and coming in last. And then I will pass out with exhaustion.