I did my LR today since my RP is still on vacation, and we are having dinner with neighbors tonight. I didn't want to be "that" guest that can't eat half of what's served and leaves early because she has a LR in the morning
Weather was summery, but not terribly oppressive. I felt pretty good but was more pissed off than I should have been when I finished almost the exact same 14-mile route I ran last week only to have my Garmin tell me that my pace was 1 sec/mile slower than last week. WTF???
I know I should be glad it was so close, but really, one second?
Yesterday was my last day at the store. I will miss my boss Luci, but if I ever doubted the decision, a couple of my customers yesterday removed all doubts. Summer track has started. There was a meet yesterday that started at 4 pm. Around 5, a mom came in wearing a t-shirt that said "Rock-Paper-Sissors," then "Sissors" was crossed out and overwritten with "Gun! I win!!"
She told me her son needed spikes. I asked what size, and she told me Men's 4. I checked in back. No men's size 4 (because I doubt they even make spikes that small) I bring out what I have, which is a single pair of shoes, size 5.5 and tell her this is the smallest I have. She looks at them and says "Do you have a different color?" They were black with orange logos. I told her it was all I had, and she started trying to put them on her son who didn't like them. She kind of tossed them back to me and huffed out with me smiling and waving behind her. OK, maybe I didn't wave, but I was sure happy to see her go. We get a lot of that this time of year -- waiting until the last minute, demanding the right size and a color that suits them, and it annoys me no end. I had a couple of other nice customers, too, and those are people I will miss, but I think I'll be over it by next Tuesday
We May Never Pass This Way Again.