I’m talking distance, folks! Not who has the better leader or the better health care system. This blog is about running after all (not politics – unless it’s politics as it relates this mother runner).
A few weeks ago my BRF (best running friend) asked me if I wanted to run “10 at 7”. This did not seem like an unreasonable request – we had just run a marathon a few weeks ago and even if I had only gone running twice, maybe three times, since then, I thought “What’s 10 miles, if we need to walk, we’ll walk but we will get it done!”
That same weekend, another mother runner from our Moms RUN this Town (MRTT) chapter needed to run 20 miles. “Perfect!” I thought. “We can run half of her distance with her so she wouldn’t have to run all of it alone.”
I texted my BRF.
Me: Would you mind if we did our 10 miles with this other friend who needs 20 this weekend?
BRF: 10 miles? I thought we were doing a 10k….
Me: Oh no!! I was totally thinking American miles and not Canadian miles…
BRF: Lol! No worries! We can do 10 American miles – if we have to walk, we’ll walk!
My BRF is the BESTEST!!! Despite being from Canada and having a skewed sense of distance….
So four fabulous mother runners went out and did 10 (American) miles on a beautiful Saturday morning (with one fierce mother runner going on to do 19).
And then this happened…..
Aaaaaarrrgggghhhhh!!
Damn that American 0.1!
