jeans ~ Ross
vest ~ Kohls
sweatshirt, t-shirt, booties ~ thrifted
when we were up north last weekend, i went for a much needed run. i woke up and my fingers looked like l'il smokeys, so i threw on my warmest running clothes and headed outside.
what i didn't think about (at first) was that we were in the middle of nowhere, no one was around, and i went for a run without mapping it out or telling chris even what direction i was headed. as i was running, i was thinking what a good workout it was because of all the ice and packed snow that i had to navigate through. and then my mind went here:
~ what if i slip and fall?
~ if i do slip and fall and break my leg, how long will it take to drag myself back to the condo?
~ if i do slip and fall and break my leg and have to drag myself back to the condo, will i make it before i freeze?
~ how long will chris wait before he starts to look for me?
~ do bears ever wake up from hibernation?
then i realized i was on a snowmobile track, and my mind went here:
~ would i be fast enough to dive out of the way of a snowmobile?
~ how much attention do snowmobilers pay to what is in front of them?
~ would a snowmobiler even stop if they hit me?
and then i saw the main road, and knew i was close to the finish line.
when i got back, i said to chris, "two questions, 1. what direction do you think i ran? and 2. how long would you have waited until you started looking for me?"
and chris broke into a whole, "yeah, i started thinking about how i didn't even know where you were, and then i thought, you need to wait 24 hours to report a missing person, but i couldn't wait that long because i knew you were running outside......"
and this is another reason why i love chris so much.