Flying falling behind

Sunday I met my 50+fabulous women friends to go for a 12 mile run. There were five of us. I was tired. I had driven back from Savannah and did not get much sleep. To top it off, my alarm clock was set an hour too early waking me up at 4am. 

Part of me wanted to stay in bed in an attempt to catch up on sleep while knowing that is never possible. The other thing that threw me was the temperature. It was cold and the clothes I had put out were for warm weather. Have you ever tried to pick out clothes at 5am? I am not even sure my socks matched. I think my shoes did. 

Out of a sense of obligation and a little guilt, I made it to the run on time. I felt great so as we started even though I did not start my watch. Par for the course.

Somehow I went from being in the front of the pack to being at the very end. For a hot minute I thought no one noticed because they moved swiftly without me. I should have known better. We do not leave people behind and they did not. I finished with the group. It was my turn to need them to push me along. There is no shame in that.

"Relish the bad training runs. Without them it's difficult to recognize, much less appreciate, the good ones."
-Pat Teske