Last Saturday was my second official pubruns (Erin’s running group of guys and gals who work in publishing, though this is not a requirement to join the group. Clearly, as I was invited. If you like running, socializing, and eating brunch, you should join. As Erin said before, we don’t bite.)

So fast the camera can't catch me!

It was a B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L day and a great way to kick start the long weekend!

This time around it was Erin’s friend Kendal’s turn to pick the route. I was super excited for this day, and still a tad confused as to why exactly, but I do really enjoy running with these ladies. Maybe it’s the feeling of belonging to a real Running Group that kick starts my feet and legs into high gear. I shouldn’t get too cocky I know because it was only my second pubruns after all. Still it’s a leisurely run I was actually looking forward to. This was a first. But you should also know earlier this week I decided to join the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society of Canada’s Team In Training to run my first half marathon. A mission run a half marathon is happening whether I like it or not. And our first team training run was on Saturday (recap to come!). I needed to run at least one semi-long run before the 26th. My want to run wasn’t soley because I wanted to run I have to admit.

Still the day came and I was ready. I haven’t run in forever, only the awful lunch time runs with the Bullfrog Ladies Buns of Steel (during the cleanse, these were awful). The plan was to meet at Woodbine Station and run two blocks west to Glebemount, then to a trail entrance, where we’d do an out-and-back on a pretty little trail. I had no idea what this meant. I just knew it was far away. I hadn’t been to Woodbine Station since my volunteering days with the Scarborough Relay for Life (and I hated every second of those treks to Scarborough mostly because I would end up lost at one point or another). But it was fine Erin planned to bike there and so did I. I woke up early (willingly, I may add) to fuel myself with the Erin’s champion running breakfast. Then I was off to meet the group. I biked there in record time. I surprised myself and was the first one there and dressed for not sunny running weather at all.

The second part of the plan was to stick together until we got to the trail entrance (because once you’re on the trail you can’t get lost there were no offshoots and it finishes at a dead end, then you just turn around and come back the way you came). Excellent. I am prone to getting lost. We ran as a group for the majority of the run, although there was a period where I broke from the group and breezed into the trails with Katniss-like fashion. Yes, I was proud of myself at this moment, I think it may have been the fuel beyond my burst of speed.

I waited for the group at the top of the stairs out of the trail, debating for a moment to climb a tree, however decided against it. As much as I’d like to be Katniss I can’t climb trees. The group saved me from making a disastrous decision and we instead headed back down to the Danforth to Melanie’s Bistro for brunch, which Kendal promised is both cute and delicious.

Brunch is always cute and delicious. And our waiter knew exactly how to please 5 female runners – by bringing us pitchers and pitchers of water!