Ok, it’s true. I kind of run because I still dream of the bad-ass body, and I kind of run because it gets the dogs walked faster. I also kind of run because otherwise I don’t think my thighs would do what I want them to do on the winter slopes.
I mostly run because I can do it in such beautiful places and afterwards it makes me feel great (read powerful and dominant – this is me writing, after all).
This is where I ran this morning and this is who came with me today. It’s a place where I’ve run and hiked and camped with who also walked and camped there with and I’ve explored and mountain biked it with . When are the rest of you going to join me?
xxx ma de my day (Parent 1)