It was because of Rachel’s post that I decided to drive the extra few minutes to the downtown Y to get my trot on, and who was there burning up the treadmill but the hoofing blogger herself. Still, I did not gather the courage to speak. My face was red, I was out of breath and who wants to introduce themselves that way for the first time? Not me, apparently.
I did a lot of staring though. So, I write this post to apologize to Pippin’s mom. The girl with the slow jog and hairy eyeball was me. Next time I’ll be sure to say hi.
P.S. Rachel, tell Eric Spears I miss him. And that his I’m at Lunch blog should come back to life.
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Hey, I almost went there this morning, too! How bizarre would that have been. Heh.
You should have said hello! I can’t believe I didn’t see you, I must have been in quite the daze. As close as we live to each other I keep thinking we’ll bump into each other at ghetto Kroger or the new Weenie stand or something.
Isn’t the downtown Y nice? I love it there, it’s a poor man’s spa.
Funny, I always thought y’all (Rae and Britt) knew eachother and hung out. I hope you have a big ol’ doggie get together sometime and blog about it.
It’s my weekday spot.
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