I ran the 4 miles *** here is me tooting my own horn ((TOOT TOOT))***, but instead of waiting for that email, guess who calls me in the middle of mile 3? Mr. Dale Marrou. Now, I was excited to talk to him because it had been ONE WEEK and ONE DAY, but he was a fibber. I was bound and determined to finish those 4 miles though. Luckily, the phone call dropped, I continued my last mile and viola that phone rang again and I was ready for my verbal pat one the back.
What a perfect day! A phone call from my hubby and a serious accomplishment! Yeah! Maybe I am back in the saddle and ready to work off this back fat. Ha.







Wish I could say the same!! I'm too busy eating EVERYTHING in sight to be running 1 mile, much less 4! HA! Way to go, GIRL!
ReplyDeleteNice work girl! Keep it up! :)
ReplyDeleteWow, Heather! Good for you! Don't you just feel great after a good run?
ReplyDeleteGet it, GIRL!!!!
ReplyDeleteJoni