My friend Caitlin and I ran the Boca Raton Road Runners 10K together yesterday morning. I hadn’t seen her in a while but things fell quickly into a synch just as they always do every time we get together.
Cait is an insane athlete who competes in half IronMan distance races and plans on completing her first full IronMan in 2016. And while I am not THAT crazy, I do like to run so its nice that we have this in common now that we are adults. (I was never athletic as a kid.)
As we drove home together after the race, we laughed and joked about how imaginative and free-spirited we were as kids… and then it occurred to me. We’ve been friends for 25 years! I’m only 33! The simple fact that I can SAY I’ve had a friend for that long makes me feel old.
But “old ladies” don’t take goofy selfies with trucker hats and Flavor Flav sized medals at local 10K runs. And “old ladies” most DEFINITELY don’t place 1st (Caitlin) and 8th (me) in their age group during these runs either. Heck yeah! 😉
Here’s to another EPIC 25 years!