lillie and grae are in this program called girls on the run. which has absolutely nothing to do with training them to be good little flight risks.
in december, we're all running a 5k together. lillie and i are not-so-secretly plotting to stomp the pulp out of grae and uncle sugar's time. not-so-secretly only because we are not-so-good at keeping secrets of any sort. plus also because it will never happen. those two are hella fast. killer competitive. and quite taunty, if you must know. that makes me and lill quite pouty. which has an effect on our speed. which would never be described as hella fast.
at least twice a week, but usually more, we run a few miles together. for me and lill, this time together never begins well. the first few minutes are full of fake asthma attacks and chest pains. she then progresses to name-calling. and at right about the halfway mark, she full-on hates me.
as soon as we turn around and head back home, though, her mood totally changes. she's usually sobbing at that point. which continues until her runner's high finally kicks in...when we catch sight of our front door.
it's not pleasant. but, really, that shiny sparkly grin she offers at the end makes me forget the entire drama. it doesn't make my fists unclench or unlock my jaw, but it's awfully lovely nonetheless.
yesterday before their girls on the run meeting, i heard them in the kitchen. girls on the run tonight! i knew they were smiling and shaking their bums. their standard i'm so geeked up dance.
and then they stopped.
i love girls on the run, grae muttered. except for the running part.
next time, i will sign them up for girls on the chaise.
i'm not normally a big fan of hilary swank. but this photo of her is on my inspiration board. and there it will stay until there's a kickass photo of me running on the beach in my bikini. as for the other photo? it's also on my inspiration board. and hers.