With this first text exchange, you could tell that I was still ready to do it for the story. Bailing hadn't occurred to me yet. But Jen's notion of us doing these races for fun was a good point. Having my fingers turn purple from my Raynaud's and wanting to cry for 9 miles wasn't exactly my idea of a fun morning.
But, again. I ain't no punk so was willing.
Then I went outside to walk the dog and thought I was going to die. I came in and that's when I received this text from Frieda, my other running mate.
The part where we decided to bail got cut off. I think my "never o'clock" got her thinking.
Just know that the red wine I could then enjoy while staying up late watching the first three episodes of Downton Abbey back to back to back was delicious. But not more delicious than the sleep I got in my warm cozy bed this morning.
I thought I'd look on social media later and feel super guilty. . . . .
Happy Sunday. #neveroclock #nonethirty #halfpastnaaaaw