A little life lesson today. Sometimes there are experiences that are best kept to yourself. There are numerous reasons to do so, but they all boil down to the fact that you are better off if you keep it to yourself. We were very fortunate today that Jill apparently has not learned this lesson.
Oh, this is soooooo good that it is tempting to keep it to myself in order to treasure it like a precious jewel. I find that throughout the day it continues to brighten my day and bring a smile to my face - almost tears to my eyes - but not quite. Unfortunately, a handful of other people also know, so it won't be long until the story gets out.
Today we were given SOLID proof that Jill was abducted by aliens and a fairly excellent (until today) facsimile was put in her place. It seems the aliens have gotten smart and have changed their tactics so there won't be anymore "I got abducted by aliens" people. It was working for them... until today. I say this because there is NO WAY a person who grew up in Sparta could have done what Jill did today. NO WAY.
Okay, Okay, I can't hold it in anymore. Today was our last and final long run before Chicago. Apparently, Jill was delirious with joy which short circuited her alien wiring. Our last loop was what I call Jenny Extended. We head out on John St. (and what ever it turns into) and when it meets the trail we go right (left would go by Jenny's) until the country road we are on again intersects with the trail. At which point you turn left on to the trail and take it back to Sparta. In all reality, you don't have to be from Sparta (like the pseudo Jill says she is) or even have ridden the trail to know this.
Apparently, the aliens didn't know this either... since Jill turned right on to the trail.... heading towards Norwalk. Yes, you heard me right.... Norwalk. Luckily, she had her cell phone with her and called her dear husband. She didn't know where she was at, but knew that she was on Hwy. 71. So he drove to find her, but was understandably concerned when he found her walking TOWARDS Norwalk. I am surprised that he didn't take her immediately to the emergency room since Jill also professed that she "is really good with directions". No well person could honestly think they were "good with direction" and go the way that was obviously (accept to an alien) the wrong way. This must be normal for Jill since Arnie apparently didn't bat an eye at the situation. Oh, but WE did! Of course, we didn't take her to the emergency room either. Instead we were considering a trip there ourselves from the pain of so much laughter!
How was the run? Good. I felt good which I needed after such a miserable last run. Sandy did awesome! A faster pace then her race pace! Jenny's heel felt good. Wendy struggled, but we reminded her that this was the FIRST bad run she has had this training cycle and we all have at least ONE bad run. Plus she knows the reason why... too fast of a start. Jill had a ..... well.... it is obvious what kind of run she had!
However, I do have a heart. I won't e-mail this to Mike which would ensure he hears about it. We all know how kind he is to Jill when she makes mistakes like this. I am sure he would reach out to her with some kind, supportive words.
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