A little over twenty years ago, I was chased down by a tall blond girl named Anna Mickelson on a dirt field during PE. That field is still there, but is now surrounded by a newly constructed middle school. Not certain who said, "you're pretty fast," but it started a long friendship that still holds strong to this day.
I'm also not sure how I got talked into cross-country that fall of 1993, having been a fast-twitch muscle girl all my life, but I guess friendships guide you in all sorts of adventurous directions. I also picked up basketball and track and field later that year thanks to Anna. I definitely had no skills handling a ball, but I did have speed, which helped me take to the track without too many loosing battles. So we've collectively had our fair share of wins and loses while running around those first seasons together.
Yes, we have been in and out of touch over the years, but somehow, even without Facebook, we managed to stay connected.
We've both come full circle, back to our "running" grounds, after lots of adventure individually. We are now raising and chasing little ones.
Today, on this beautiful early November day, we are filled with joy to watch our girls do as we did back when we first met.
Pausing at the big rock on the trail for a breather, and a photo.
Yup, the blond one will always be taller!
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