"But Anna, should you be racing right now?"
"Um, Anna? You're running?"
"Anna, seriously?! You better beat him!"
Yeah, that's more like it. I need a challenge. Actually I need a reason to make running fun again. It's been too somber lately. All this talk of cancer and breathing and grounding and meditating and balance. Sometimes it's good to throw in a friendly ass-kicking once in a while to remember why "shut up and put your shoes on" came into being.
The manager is 25, and a guy. I'm 33, and... well, me. It's actually going to be a fair fight. We'll see how it goes!!