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.