My team was supposed to meet at 5 pm Thursday night for a short run, then a birthday party (my coaches wife)/Christmas party/come see coaches new house party…. Any excuse to hang out with these crazies and I’m on board!! This group has fast become some of my favorite people – fortunate since we spend quite a bit of time together. SO, I got to the run – nearly out of gas and 4 minutes late and saw them all running down the road…. 4 MINUTES LATE!!! I drive quite a ways to come to training so I was bummed. Then I figured since we usually run the same route, I’d run it backwards until I came to the fork and wait. Well, they went a different way entirely so I waited nearly 25 minutes freezing my butt off and ran back to my car just a minute before they all showed up. Bummed. Totally, completely bummed. Usually we give people a few minutes to show up late but this time that didn’t happen. My fault for being late, but still… I’ve never been upset to wait for a teammate. It’s not just the drive, it was missing out on the run itself. Instead of throwing a BF (bitch fit for those of you who are White Chicks fans), I decided to go get gas and head to the party. Didn’t get the memo – everyone went home to shower and change pre-party. Oh, well, they got me in my running clothes with my hair in a ponytail and I didn’t care one bit. These are some fantastic people!!