Push through the pain...and win!

Yep, I had another exciting weekend. Tahoe, again?

Uhh- no. This time I sneezed, blew my nose, paint...paint and sneezed again. My daughter's Egypt project is due tomorrow. I cut wood into triangles (for the pyramid), glued, painted and rubbed my eyes a few hundred times.
Then I went to bed.

This morning I felt the familiar ringing in my ears and my head hurt.

I don't care! I'm running anyway, because it's a great day to run!
My stubborn streak won.

I ran Otter Trail. I saw 2 old women walking by the park. I said "hi" but I don't know if they heard me.
On the second half of my route, I saw four women walking. They were laughing. It reminded me of the times I used to meet my friends every Tuesday morning at a yuppie coffehouse in Sacramento. We laughed like that. I miss them. Well- only one of them. Devona. The others were superficial and only seemed interested in their latest shopping treasure. Devona called them the "needy friends". They only call on you when they need something.

Anyway- I'll stop this post here. Except I wanted to mention something that always happens when I get back up to my house.
I stand at the bottom of my driveway looking out across the valley and my cat, Daisy comes to greet me. I reach down to pet her, then the race is on.
We run up the driveway together. I have to go fast, but I always beat her.

haha. I win.
I feel better now.