Absence, fond hearts, and all that

So, my running partner, due to aforementioned Long, Hard, Hilly, improperly-Fueled Run last Saturday, has a hurt knee. She hasn't been able to run this whole week, except for about 5 minutes when she attempted to run with me our usual loop and bailed soon after because of the knee.

And I will admit that I was just whining a bit to Partner Partner (PP, as opposed to RP), that I missed my solo runs a bit and that RP is fast, whine whine, even though he KNOWS that I love her GUTS because she has singlehandedly made me several minutes per mile faster than I could have made myself.

Well, be careful what you wish for. I ran by myself every day this week, and am facing down 15 on my own unless her knee is miraculously healed. Which I'm not ruling out since I sent her to the miraculous healer of a chiropractor who I've been seeing once every few weeks for years now. Anyway, it was indeed nice to run by myself, but I caught myself wanting to talk about every five seconds (which is sort of how I roll in general life situations too) and of course I was by myself, and what with all the traffic and I was also wearing my new running skirt I just did not want to attract that much attention by also talking to myself, and then answering myself.

So I learned a couple things. I miss my RP, and I'll be glad she's back. I also learned that a few solo runs a week will do me some good, and I think I'll schedule them in solo. Oh, and that my new running skirt ROCKS. :)