Even if they get in their car and drive to the path to run because of all the snow on the roads and then realize they forgot their Garmin and heart rate strap and have to turn around and go back and get it.
Even if they just posted that they we were feeling stronger on the run and this run was oh so hard.
Even if because of the the late start it's now 10:30 and they are hungry before they start running.
Even if they keep thinking they really would rather be riding their bike.
Even if two young boys (6 and 8ish) running with their dad showed her up.
Even if her back is bothering in the last few miles.
Big girls don't cry...
Because the snow on the mountains looks so beautiful as they run towards them and it's February and almost 60 degrees.
Because she saw a lady walking a lama in the first mile.
Because they have Kenny Chesney taking them to the beach when the sun goes down and Kid Rock taking them to Sweet Home Alabama.
Because she watched a brave soul ride his road bike down a snow packed icy hill and make it!
Because she got showed up by two young boys having a ball out there running.
Because even though the run felt really hard and the heart rate was much higher then it should have been she still had a decent average pace.
Because even if he was probably a creeper I'm pretty sure in my last mile when I was feeling anything but, some guys said "good morning beautiful"
Because she made herself run the last half mile with out walking.
Because at the end was a Starbucks Grande skinny Cinnamon Dolce latte with an extra shot.
And mostly because hey... this big girl just ran 8 miles so what's to cry about!
What didn't you cry about this week and why?