Saturday morning I headed out on my own for a 3 miler for Sherry.
I was bummed I missed an email from Sarah and I never made my club's group run so I shuffled off in the wet/rain/snow for a run to the docks and back...my usual 3 mile loop. I could have gone longer, but it was getting slick so I erred on the side of caution and grabbed coffe at The Bean and went home.
The whole run felt pretty special, I thought about Sherry and SUAR and although I don't know them, I know them...blogging is funny like that. Each step was in her honor and I felt overwhelmed with gratitude. I had an aunt who was murdered when I was about 1 years old. We don't speak about it much, but I can't imagine the pain my parents and family must have felt.
It's the little things about blogging that keep me here, and this was no exception. I know that there were thousands of us running our hearts out for someone we had never met, but because of this awesome community, we know.