This post was sent to me by Stephanie Rose who has been following us since we started and has embraced the Run Smiley spirit. You can find her blog here.
I went out for dinner then went on a run.
Let me rephrase that. I walked into town for dinner then ran out-of-my-way home.
Actually, let me give that one more try. I carried my shoes as I walked barefoot into town, had dinner then took my shoes off after exiting the restaurant and carried them while I ran barefoot out-of-my-way home for as long as I could hold a smile. In hindsight, I would have run longer if I hadn’t had the Nachos. Ugh.
A big OK sign sent out to the guy who yelled, "Those are supposed to go on your feet!"
|Note the rough aging pavement just perfect for improving asphalt tolerance.|
It’s been a week since I ran. Distance only made my heart grow fonder and my demeanor more obsessive.
Go run smiley, kids.
Guess where I sat for dinner?
Originally posted at http://roseassophie.wordpress.com/2011/06/15/dinner-and-a-run/
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