Run happy
At the beginning of the month I had my first run-date with my friend Amanda. Our story is a somewhat odd one being that we met through a common client while she worked at a county MHMR (now, MHIDD, thanks political correctness) while I worked at a local provider called CPARC (which I believe is still not politically correct as it stands for Cumberland Perry Assoc for retarded Citizens). Anyway. So after our last run we decided to plan for another get together at the end of the month. Today was the day. The hot, humid, DAY. More humid than hot. But seriously. I had decided we would run down to the river, run along the river and then make our way back up. I guess I should have clocked this run a little more before, because she wanted to go 5+ and we sure did the + haha. 7 miles clocked as we ran up to the door. In my defense I am notoriously terrible at judging distances. OOPS! I had run this course (kind of) a few times previously, but didn't remember exactly how many mile...