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When Distance Ain’t a Thang

I love the interwebs.

I love how friendships can grow and distances can be bridged.

My friendship with Rebecca is one example.

This girl and I have been friends since 2006 when we started reading each others’ blogs.

I do truly count her as one of my BFFs.

It’s because of her that I started doing virtual races.  I won’t lie.  I thought virtual races were weird.  At first.  Then, I started signing up for the HRC races, and wham bam, I was hooked.

You might remember the Halloween race we did together . . .

Then, there was the BFF race we did a couple of months ago.

Well, last Saturday, we did another BFF race!

I loved seeing her picture when her medal arrived at her house . . .

It’s so motivating to have a friend you’re accountable to.  Knowing that she was doing the race in her little corner of the world gave me the extra oomph to go out and walk my own miles.

I got my distance in first.  I think she might have actually cleaned her house or performed some other super-amazing domestic duty before she got out.  Here in Florida, you’ve got to go before it gets too humid.

I was seriously sweating, y’all, when I finished.  Even walking at 9am was brutal!

I’m tough and pushed through.

I sent Rebecca my selfies, and when she finished, she put our pictures together . . .

Her shirt was just fabulous!  She has the best workout apparel, y’all!

Totally borrowed this from your blog, Rebecca. Hope you don’t mind!

I hung up this medal beside the last BFF medal we got.  I’d sent her the half that made the heart whole because I sometimes manage to plan well.  Even with my teacher brain on vacation, I did something okay, eh?

It felt good to add my race bib to my collection (I use a bib holder that I ordered from Gone for a Run).  I know that the medals might seem kind of childish to some people, but to me, they are symbolic of perseverance and a determination to push myself beyond what I sometimes think I’m capable of.

Thanks, Rebecca, to always being open to doing these races with me!  ❤

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