Saturday, 29 November 2014

So I say...
"I really think that was a defining moment for my running..."

And she says...
"Oooo river stones. I wonder how much they are a bag."

This is what happens when we run. Nicky and me. (I know. Nicky and I). We talk. Non. Stop. However. I don't think in the three years we've been running together we've ever actually finished a story. 

The running. The talking. It's healthy. It's cathartic. 

I'm a better woman because of it. 

The river stones were 19.95 a bag by the way. 
And it was on a downhill sprint that I discovered... 
Well... That's for another run.