Saturday, February 11, 2012

Best laid plans

Today I ran for Sherry, just not in the way I envisioned I would.

If you hadn't already heard, Sherry Arnold went out for a run early one morning in January near her home in Montana and never came back. She was murdered. Today was the day Sherry's cousin from Shut Up and Run planned a virtual run for anyone, anywhere in the world, that wanted to join in. 

It was an important reason to run. I have thought a great deal about Sherry over the past few weeks, ever since the news broke that a runner had gone missing. Unfortunately, I was too wrapped up in my own internal drama today to focus on why I was running in my "Running for Sherry" bib today. 

I thought I had a a long run on my training schedule for this weekend, so I decided to do it today, as my plan was to run for Sherry with a group of gals I had met online. Usually I do my long runs on Sunday, but what the heck, I'm a wild and crazy girl, so I would do it on Saturday. I scheduled a few things around this run today and was ready to go. I got up early, I dressed all cute in purple, pinned on my Running for Sherry race bib and drove across town to the meeting place for the group run. I got there early and stretched, did my jumping jacks and lunges while I waited, I was ready! And then the meeting time came and went. And then I walked around freezing my butt off. And then ten minutes went by and I thought I must be mistaken, so I went to my car and checked the info on my phone, nope, I was at the right spot. I sat in my car warming up, watching for other group members. Finally I went back over to the spot and I hear someone calling me. It was the group. Somehow, every single person met in a different spot . . . . except for me. 

Okay, okay, I was freezing, everything was starting late, everyone met in a different spot than me, I assume everyone must have already said hi and nice to see you to each other, let's take our cute group shot, etc etc . . . but it would be fine. I had found them and we could finally run. Everyone else knew each other. Everyone had a buddy, everyone had their pace and I was concerned before the run that no one would be running my pace . . . and no one was. Most of the group took off and once I realized I would be running alone I stopped to pull out my ipod. Unfortunately, by that point, I felt so bummed and let down by the group run that now wasn't, that not even music helped me get in to a groove. I turned around and took a rough spin through the park before heading back to my car, mentally kicking myself over and over for ditching my regular running partner (since he is well, a he, and the group is a women's running group) and turning down an invite from my running group to do a Valentine's Day Dash so that I could meet for this run. I couldn't get in to my groove at all and it didn't help that my hamstring was bugging me. 

I got home and told my family how disappointed I was and how I was hoping to meet new friends and have a really great time and it didn't go at all how I had envisioned it would. I just felt very left out. Iris said to me "I feel like that a lot, too". To be honest, the feeling is all too familiar to me and is something that has happened to me over and over since I was young and it's not the end of the world, but it is disappointing. It's funny, I look at my girls, and I see how Iris is so much like me. More shy and has more difficulty fitting in and making friends. And Eloise is more the opposite-- she jumps right in and makes her presence known no matter what. It is amazing how people really are just born the way they are! 

Anyways, I will hop right back in to my training tomorrow, with Sherry on my mind . . . . and vow to never again ditch my running besties. 


  1. Aw. I didn't realize that you got left behind. I'm so sorry. I thought for sure you'd found a buddy to run with as we sort of broke into three groups.

    And I'm sorry about the meeting place thing--we all had to go potty, and so as we came out, people came up and we unintentionally congregated there thinking anyone would be able to see us. :( I'm so sorry.

    I knew Zoe and Alma, but the rest of us had just met -- we'd just had a few minutes to chat before we ran. I feel dumb that we didn't find you; we'd even checked the FB page and our phones for messages from you because we knew you were coming, yet none of us were smart enough to check the playground!

    Again, so sorry. Please don't let this discourage you from meeting up again. Hope you have a pleasant and peaceful run for Sherry today. Hugs.

    1. Oh thank you Kerrie. I appreciate the invite to join the run and your kind hugs (both real and virtual!) Hopefully some time I will see you at another run.


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