Where You Lead, I Will Follow

I wish Sampa would take a cue from the title. She is such a good girl…and…she can be so annoying on single tracks. She thinks she should be leading when she is most certainly not running a pace-setting speed. It’s the only thing that’s brought out any desire to race in over a decade. Sometimes it makes me feel like I’m 14 again—why am I gloating to my dog that I passed her and now I’m in the lead? She couldn’t care less.

Just the same, I pick up the speed a bit, just to rub it in. Sometimes it’s fun to put 14-year-old me back in the driver’s seat. I can’t think of a better way to start out a Tuesday morning than running with the version of myself that fell in love with running in the first place.