so excited was i to go on my run this morning. it all started with an invitation from super runner Kirk Fortini. he said that he and Steve Harvey were going to run from the Morgan trail head. i said "I'm there"
but coming from the other direction i told Kirk that i would meet them. the time was to be 9 am.
"but Kirk" said i " not sure where that trail head is" i thought that it was the second aid station when we all ran the great unknown race that no one knew about. he said "YES" i think you are right.
so i set off one way, Steve came from another and Kirk still another. and there i was at 9 am all alone in the Cleveland National Forrest.... on empty.
ok, course correction. i looked at the map and figured that i was so far in that it would take just as long to just keep going.
and so i did.
i found the Morgan trail head and the two trucks that belong to my running buddies. i set out to meet them on their return trip. i had been in the car for an hour and forty minutes and i figured that they must have at the very least been out a good half hour.
we did meet up as i heard them coming. man they talk loud. so i hid and scared Kirk as he came through. that was the least i could do. :)
2 comments:
Yes, scaring me was the least you could do. But, did you really have to post that picture of the pizza? That was just plain mean. :-)
Yum. I love trader joe's! I do not get over there enough.
Post a Comment