It is Thursday. Susan's day off and our "usual" running day. I really hoped she wouldn't bail so I called her a little after kid dropoff this morning and we discussed the fact that we were slowly creeping out of the morning low single digit temps up to about 20° and we could probably suck it up for a run today closer to noon when we might get a little sun. She was game so we decided to meet at the greenway.
While it was cold on the way out as we talked through an old festering (work-related) problem of mine, the cold wind in our face on the way back made me pick up the pace to get back to the car. It is amazing how someone else's perspective on a problem can help you work through it. I love that she is so smart and challenges me in such a loving and supportive way. And all while we knock out 4.8 miles.
We stretched for a few minutes when we got back - hiding behind her van from the wind, but then dashed off to Panera for some soup. Oh how I love their soups. I got broccoli cheddar, but could have been easily happy with the chicken and wild rice. I even asked if you were allowed to get two soups on the You Pick 2 menu (apparently "no").
Then my car wouldn't start, but after a little fiddling it finally did. So annoying. It does this from time to time. No idea what the deal is. Usually, if I am patient, it won't leave me stranded (though I was glad I'm not in charge of pickup today so if I was stranded it wasn't a major deal). It's been a busy week with a ton of kid stuff (Brownies and archery last night, piano on Tue, working concessions at a basketball game tonight, etc). I'm buried with work stuff and shouldn't have blown off the day, but so be it. I'll hit it again tomorrow and hopefully be up for some trainer time this weekend.