Playing Hookie

I was scheduled to run with a friend tonight, and here’s how the conversation went, via text message, about 30 minutes before our run was scheduled to start:

(Sara)–Brrrr! Are we still running?
(me)–Is it really cold? I haven’t been outside. I feel sick today, we could skip and grab dinner instead.
(Sara)–lol. That was way too easy. My roommate is making chili, come join us!
(me)–Deal!
And that’s how my 1-hour run turned into a 2 1/2 hour dinner with friends… which was so much better than running in the cold wind.

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