Full day. Went for a 5 mile run in the hills with a friend. Tried to think of names for our nascent run club. The No Pros Club? The East Bay Slumpers? Talked about how Tracksmith celebrate the word (and the state of being) “amateur”—the root of which simply means “to love” (as in, to do something for the love of it). That’s why we run: for the love of it.
Home, shower, and then right back out for a hike in the hills with more friends. We all brought our dogs along, and they were so great together. First time these friends had all met each other, and it made my heart full to witness amazing, kind folks connecting for the first time, and even more full when I turned to see the dogs frolicking together in nature.
After all of that, endless sobbing as we rewatched Ted Lasso, naps on the couch, good Thai food, and just enjoying hanging out with Aneesah and Cacio. Some days I feel like I take all that the day had to offer, and today felt like one of those days. Family, friends, adventure, exercise, food, sleep and relentless crying caused by great (really, the best) storytelling.