It was because of Rachel's post that I decided to drive the extra few minutes to the downtown Y to get my trot on, and who was there burning up the treadmill but the hoofing blogger herself. Still, I did not gather the courage to speak. My face was red, I was out of breath and who wants to introduce themselves that way for the first time? Not me, apparently.
I did a lot of staring though. So, I write this post to apologize to Pippin's mom. The girl with the slow jog and hairy eyeball was me. Next time I'll be sure to say hi.
P.S. Rachel, tell Eric Spears I miss him. And that his I'm at Lunch blog should come back to life.