People started leaving for Thanksgiving break today. Kal left this morning so he couldn't run with us this afternoon. When I got out of class I came home to meet Meesh and change into running clothes. I warned her that I had a food-baby in my stomach, because I didn't want to run too hard and throw up. It had been an hour since I ate, but I was still super full. Luckily the temperature was up to the high twenties today and I was able to run without a sweatshirt. We started out slow, but I kept picking up the pace. My stomach felt like it was about to cramp, but I kept my breaths deep and it slowly went away. The pace slowly got faster and faster. Meesh and I were hauling. I felt so amazing and made a mental note to eat a huge meal an hour before my run everyday.
When we were passing Porter park I looked around and some movement caught my eye. Across the street an old woman in an orange sweatshirt was waving to us. It took me a second to realize that she was trying to get us to come over to her and she was yelling, "Excuse me! Can you help me?" I tapped Meesh and took my headphones out. She followed me. The woman told us she had been waiting for someone to come by to help her for a while. She pointed to the overhang of the roof. "I need to put this," she held up an electronic thermometer, "up there, but I can't reach it." I took it from her with a smile and climbed up the ladder to clip it onto the roof. Meesh and I lifted the ladder over the little garden fence for her and were on our way with smiles on our faces. She told us thank you over and over again for helping her.
The one downside to this was that I forgot to stop the stopwatch so we automatically had about a minute added to our time. When we were finishing up our run we got yelled at by a security cop for not stopping and looking both ways before we crossed the street. What are we, in third grade again? If she was a runner she would have known that we were looking for cars long before we reached the street so that we wouldn't have to stop running.
Despite stopping to help the old lady by the park, Meesh and I got a personal Record today (a PR) of 25.33! I can feel myself getting stronger everyday. Kal sent me a text to tell me that he went running when he got home. By the sounds of it he ran a whole lot of uphill. I told him about the lady we stopped to help, and he said we got blessings for giving service and that's why we ran faster today.
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