It would seem that, after all these years of running, I am currently a little out of practice. On Friday, I found myself out on the run without my EpiPen or any form of identification. This was so out of character for me. However the following day, it wasn’t until I had a bee flying right at me that I remembered my EpiPen. What’s more… once again, I was without my RoadID which was still attached to my cycling shoes.
My missing items discovery came only after scrambling to get long-run-ready. It took several trips back into the house before I was finally on my way to meet up with Cindy for an 8 mile trail run. Fortunately, my body hasn’t forgotten how to run — at least not at our leisurely take pictures along the way pace.
