this morning we had to run at the track, in the pouring rain. And it's not just like, oh look it's sprinkling... but instead like a tidal wave falling from the sky. And evidently, we're not allowed to ask "why are we running in the rain?" Because the answer is obvious... "if you can't run in the rain, you can't survive the mission field". [duh.] So as me, Sarah and Tasha are sitting in the car waiting til the last possible minute to get out, i remember the miracle of Christmas vacation...[bear with me] i was out in my garage one day trying to find all those hidden treasures that you keep in your house that never really mattered when you lived there, but once you move and forget about them they're really exciting,and i had discovered a poncho. And i thought to myself.. i could potentially want this at some point in napa... and this morning i patted myself on the back for it. haha. however, it didn't really help much. i think it's high time i invested in an umbrella.
so anyways. We are all running around in the pouring rain, and what do you know, it stops raining the instant we stop running. irony at it's best, in my opinion.
Sometimes I just think... wouldn't you rather us be able to perform at our best for the next week instead of having one morning of a "successful running experience" and then have everyone on their sickly death beds for the next week? idk. i know i already have a bit of a cough, and Jaclyn feels like death..and lexie had to run out of the room last night because she was throwing up every two minutes. Oh well.. whatever they think is good for us.
this is what i looked like in my poncho... that no one will ever see me in again.
hahaha
xoxo,
the girl just a street away
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