THR on a Girl's Weekend in Parksville. That was the year we went in February.THR has always been willing to go along with my crazy ideas and support me in any way she can. Boot camp? She signed up as well. Running? She's game for giving it a try. Dancing? Well, she left that one for me. I can honestly say that if THR hadn't joined me, I don't think I'd have stuck with running. I love it now, but I probably never would have gotten off the couch if she hadn't committed to going with me.
The start of another Girl's Weekend. This time we took the Washington State Ferry to Friday Harbour.
Best start-of-the-weekend-coffees EVER!
I'm going to miss THR. Not just for being an awesome friend, but also because I'll miss having someone to talk to when we're warming up, to push me when I start to lag, and to hold me accountable to my workouts. I won't laugh as often or as hard, and I will no longer be able to use my workouts to vent about issues in my life. In short, workouts will be more difficult.
I don't know anyone else who thinks that Edgar Allan Poe totally belongs at a Cinco de Mayo party.
For that (and a million other reasons) I will always love THR.
I wish you well, THR, in all that comes your way. I will miss you more than I could ever put into words but I know this is the first step towards you doing what you really want. I'll be over to visit as often as I can. Maybe we can