
First of all my Superbowl predictions were both wrong, stupid Bears and freaking Manning. As for the game last night, I would prefer not to discuss it. Let's just say I am still wicked pissed.
OKAY so I tend to run from work to Somerville random nights just to make sure I get my run in for the day. So tonight its snowing and I am wicked excited because 1. I LOVE SNOW (for a little while anyways) 2. it is PERFECT running weather.
Conor meets me after work at least once a week so that we can run together until Harvard and then he goes to Allston and I continue to Somma Somma. Conor is by far the best runner I know. Running with him makes me a better runner so I try to run with him as much as possible. He is my motivation.
So were running tonight and because there is a dusting on the sidewalk, we really cannot see the sidewalk at all! Were at the point along the river were there is only a small area between the river and Memorial drive. We are running at a good speed and then all of the sudden booom me and Conor BOTH hit an ice patch and fall smack to the ground. Now let me explain to you that we are running during rush hour along Memorial drive!! haha we were laughing sooo hard we couldn't stop. The funniest thing was that I thought for sure I wasnt going to fall. I saw Conor going down and was like no way am I going down haha well I sure as heck was wrong haha. Oh man me and Conor, of course this would happen to us. haha... so that is my snow story.
Tomorrow I want to run in the morning before going to work. That is my plan, we shall see what happens!!