54 miles. 6 women, 3 of whom I work with.
Flower Shop 4 Lyfe.
It's the best of race-day adrenaline and road-trip humor
with the worst of several stinky middle-aged women crammed into one minivan for 7 hours.
We were team "Got the Glow" so that if we got flack for being so slow, we could blame pregnancy.
Or something.
Between running and driving, I done seen lovely Heber Valley in its entirety,
including some overly-intense women peeing in the road, even though the race-sponsered Honey Bucket was 3 miles away.
I could do without seeing that one again.
