Running in the past
Surprise scamper buddy for SF half today: Tara. We broke 2 hours, running every step together. I hadn’t done today’s race since 2003, and I probably haven’t run with Tara for equally as long, if not longer. I truly miss working at Clif Bar. I am fortunate for so many wonderful friendships and memories from my nine years there. It made me who I am today. Getting to revisit it and catch up with a friend as we scampered made today feel more like hanging out than an effort. It also underscored my belief that a half marathon is a sensible, yet significant enough distance to have in one’s life.
More runs like that, please.