Oh, Kate. We know that advice from doctors can’t keep you away from November Project. Broken wrist with advice to not sweat? You’re spotted running stairs and planking in a cast … TWO DAYS LATER. Weird pelvic injury? Spotted running hills the following week.
Which brings me to THIS: You know where you weren’t spotted this morning!? Standing at Philz in AdMo (or is it Adams Morgan?) at 6:00 am.
We know you have a tendency to meet runpool meetups, so we weren’t that surprised to not see you, but we didn’t see you on Connecticut Ave. either. Or at UDC. Or even at Bread Furst. Unless you were an invisible fairy.
Possible, but not likely.
Did the doctor tell you to go to NP so you decided not to? Did you not want to eat all the choco croissants for Rachel (who, by the way, skipped because of “rain.” Hey, Storey, what rain? I didn’t feel a drop!). We didn’t think you gave up chocolate for lent.
What were you doing last night, Kate? Playing frisbee on a recently healed wrist? Celebrating your victory at the Exchange? Honing those flip cup skills?
We hear you played some footy and spent too much on Lorde tickets. Were they worth sleeping through your alarm?
Are you sure you weren’t too busy drinking kambucha and enjoying that single lady life?
Or reverting back to your old carnivore ways?
We thought you were a treehugger Kate, or at least someone that would hold true to their verbal.
But we guess you were just too cool for school, or commitments.
Whatever the reason, we missed you Kate!