I felt like a caged animal – like the lion that you see pacing back and forth in the cage. I nerves were frayed and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to cry or scream. It did a bit of each in between the last minute errands and various activities of the day.
By the time YaYa’s soccer game ended, I had decided to just go to BoBo’s football practice and run there. But when I arrived I could see that if I was out running on the track, I’d be obstructing the view of the many parents who were there to watch the boys scrimmaging. I settled into the bleachers too, with camera in hand and took a few photos.
I would not be content missing my run today. After the week of jury selection, and virtually no exercise on Friday, I was going batty. I had to find a way to run. But I did not know when it would be.