As this is posting, my dear friend Angela is getting on (or waiting to get on….or already on…I’ll be honest, I don’t remember anymore) a plane to head to Florida. She is going to be my partner in crime for 19.3 miles.
Over the last year or so, Ange has turned from chatting buddy to confidant to running partner to dear friend.
I cannot begin to fully express how much I appreciate all the encouragement that I’ve received from her over the last little bit, and couldn’t be happier that I get to share this whole weekend with her.
T-minus 46 hours until we run together.
I can’t wait.