Right out the front door we were greeted by two of what Josh is calling our Chicago Marathon Crew (hereafter referred to as CMC) doppelgangers. First there was the one with all the energy. Happily circling us and just giddy with anticipation of our new adventure together. Her name is Annie but for my peace of mind this morning she was Kyle.
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| Annie: AKA Kyle |
Kyle did his job today leading the way. Whenever he'd get bored with our conversation he'd take off down the road a bit and see what was coming or if there was anything going on we needed to know about. When he'd get to feeling left out he'd circle back and join us for a bit.
Kyle's co-hort this morning, greeting us at the door, was Pete. Pete's a good sized pit-bull mix. He has the same enthusiasm as Kyle but he's a bit older and wiser and doesn't have that urge or energy to necessarily waste. He's not quite the sprinter that Kyle is either so he stays with us most of the run and doesn't venture off. Well, Pete was going to be my Betsy for the morning. I knew Betsy would be there, maybe a little slower than Kyle, but right by my side the whole way.
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| Pete: AKA Betsy |
So the 4 of us headed down the driveway and decided which route we were going to take. I looked down the road and saw our path and thought "this may not be so bad after all." I have to admit my wannabe in-laws live in a pretty great place. Miller Hill is beautiful!
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| Our Route |
Not more than 100 yards down the road we ran in to the other half of the CMC doppelgangers, John and Katie Gregg. Now these doppelgangers didn't necessarily exude all of the same characteristics of John & Katie but they made me smile which is what John and Katie do on every run and I'm always happy to see them.
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| Horses: AKA John & Katie |
Now although The Squirrel was taking this journey with me...we happened upon his doppelganger as well. In my mind, every time we run, he's waiting for me to die. Staying 3 paces behind me hanging on my every (gasping) breath waiting for it to be my last. I don't think he wishes me dead so much as he just has a habit of envisioning the worst case scenario and he thinks I'm REALLY old and could keel over at any moment.
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| Buzzard: AKA The Squirrel |
We made it the whole 5 miles with my stand-ins for company and had a really nice run. I'm really glad The Squirrel got me to do it. I'll be happy when Tuesday rolls around and I get the real thing back though. These guys were nice for a break but the conversation wasn't nearly up to par with the real thing.
On a side note the leg is hurting less each day. I ice it after every run. Keeping my fingers crossed.







