|Bill, me and the crack of dawn for a race.|
And then there is Bill, cheerleader extraordinaire. He hopped on a plane to Columbus and then basically dragged me to the finish line so I could qualify for Boston, set up shop along the Boston route at 7 a.m. to see me go by once and has carried his weight in team gear in just about every adventure race we’ve done together. How nice is that? He’s been at almost every race I have ever done, either cheering me on or racing himself.
My current favorite nice thing is the hat my friend knitted for me to help keep me cozy during my weekend in New York. I can’t even floss without tying my hands together and she knits me a hat with runners on it with actual yarn. Fantastic. Having peeps like this makes gallivanting about way more fun than if I was in it alone!
|My new running hat makes me crazy.|