Only 6 weeks until Micheline and family come to visit me!!! Woo hoo! And I just found out I will get to hang with my buddy for 3 weeks in a row!.....a little at the end of October, a couple days in early November and then again at Big Sur! WOOT!
Well, they aren’t JUST coming to visit ME……psycho husband is running the Javelina Jundred. Yes, this man is a psycho nut. I am unable to grasp what causes a normally sane person to want to run a 100 miles– without being chased by rabid animals – time and time again. Not sure what number of 100 miler this is for psycho dude, but I continue to be impressed. I struggle to run 5 miles – he runs hundreds. Where is the justice?
And just who is this said Micheline?
Micheline truly is my partner in crime. My rock. My motivation. My ass kicker. My accountability specialist. The person I send pictures to of a great run in California. The person that I’m not embarrassed to admit that it took me an hour to run 4.5 miles. The person who stuck with me during Pat’s Run when my foot went numb and I became a whiney whimp. The first person that I whine to when I have a bad day or a bad run. The person who goes to eat sushi without me and then calls to tell me about it. The person who understands why a good running bra is about the most important thing in my closet. The person who bought me my first running log. The person who first told me that I COULD run if I wanted to.
Micheline and I *met* on our favorite pregnancy site when we were both expecting our sons. T ended up being born in August 2004; G was born that September. I can’t recall exactly how our when we clicked in each other’s brains, but I can honestly say my life hasn’t been the same since.
The only thing that sucks is that my dear pal is miles away in Reno, NV. Quite a jaunt from Phoenix, so we don’t get to see each other often. I am looking forward to October – and then November when Mich, Lisa (another fried from PGO…who ran the B2B with me last year) and I all meet up for Big Sur.
Here is the shirt Mich wants to get us:
CLUB FAT ASS
Only one problem – Lisa is a “skinny ass” so we will have to put masking tape over hers and write over it with a Sharpie. LOL! There is also something about wearing a shirt that says Fat Ass, when you ARE a fat ass that makes me a tad unnerved!!! ;) I also want to know: what happens if I’m not in front of anybody????????????