Ran on my own today, but turned out to be for the best because there was some nut job out in the street screaming racial slurs at 6:30 in the morning, and I would have had to run past him to meet up with Jennifer. I turned around from that scene and run in my own neighborhood this morning but was thrown off by the whole incident. That, and watching Taken last night and reading The Girl Who Played with Fire pretty much has me thinking of being kidnapped. Yeah for running scared!
Good luck to Monica who is running the Cap-Tex-Tri today!