Week eleven, day two
I really wasn’t feeling it last night, but I dragged myself out to the Tuesday night group run with six miles to do. I slogged through them for a while, but by the time we hit mile four I had fallen a little bit behind and suddenly really, really had to pee. My running mates were too far ahead for me to yell to them, but no big deal – I run on the Katy trail by myself all the time. So I ducked into the ice house bathroom and then continued on my way. I hadn’t gone a quarter mile before my phone rang. It was Ryan. “Where are you?” I explained and told her I was fine and would see them at the end. But not more than a minute later, she and Shorty were running towards me.
They didn’t have to come back for me. I know I was slowing them down because my knees were bothering me last night. But boy, those last two miles were a lot more enjoyable with good company and conversation. You know, I think there might be something to this whole team thing.