Finally! What appears to be a decent connection. Yes, I live in dial up hell and so I suck it up and live in slow mode. Apparently there was something in the line, where else ?, causing intermittent interference which put me on the receiving end of 28.8 and less kabiggleploops. :twisted: (insert severely insane laughter here) Every so often and almost every lightening storm requires a call to the phone co. and my not so speedy but I can live with it, 45.5 kabiggleploops are restored. It feels great to be back!!!

Wednesday I started a run and met up with sis in law coming along about 2 miles from her place. She turned and ran along with me. :) she didn’t want to hold me back though and I had to laugh. I told her I was going for distance and vice versa on the holding back stuff! We ran to the other end of the island and she came back with me far enough to give herself 5 miles to her place. Now this gal has been running about 3 miles now for awhile and couldn’t get past it. She said that was good enough and she was happy to be running that much at least. Ah perhaps, but just the other day something shifted, the alignment of the planets perhaps?, and wasn’t she surprised to find herself running 5 miles like it was nothing!!! LOLOL I knew once she had a taste of it, and realized that she wasn’t incapable of ever running more than 3 miles, she’d be back for more! MWAH HA HA! I was pumped, man! I knew all along she could do it. Didn’t I just get thru the same ordeal of breaking the 5 mile barrier, and the 3 to 4 mile shift was a bit of a hurdle, too! So to you, my blogging running chick friends, it can happen! It will happen! Patience and perseverance will take you a long way. For me, the most important thing of all is the love of running itself that keeps me going. Each and every new half mile added is a blissful celebration. Short runs come so easily now and are sheer joy because I’m always reminded of how much I struggled at one time to get through them.
Here’s a little something I took away from a recent run. I was on my way home from a cool, overcast morning run when the sun broke through the clouds and I spied my shadow. My breathe caught in my throat! It’s been weeks since I’ve been running late enough to have a shadow and oh my the difference was like a before and after photo. My other shadow was…a dumpy waddler(?) and this shadow, this runners shadow…there are no words right now I’m still choked up.
I love to run!