Dear 12 miles --- Ahem ... remember me? I admit that you beat me fair and square a few weeks ago, but I'm back, baby. That's why I kicked your butt on Saturday and why I plan to do it again in the very near future. No hard feelings.
Saturday was good. I ran most of the way with a girl named Susan who is nearly twice my height. Every time she took a step, I had to take 6. Another advantage to the tall people of the world. Annoying.
Our group was split this week. The folks doing early fall marathons ran 15 miles. The rest of us ran 12. Susan and I were rounding the corner on mile 10 or so when Maggie comes coasting up next to me. She ran an additional 3 miles and still caught up with me barely breaking a sweat. That woman can't be human.
As a special treat, after our run, I had breakfast with MK at the Taco Joint. Tacos = delicious. MK = delightful, as always.
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