Monday morning already and another busy and nice weekend to speak of.
On Saturday morning I got up early and met two friends for a 4 mile run. Last week the running group that I'm associated with (I say that because I so rarely run with them) posted a story about a woman named Meg that was killed last Monday while out for her morning run. By a drunk driver. At 8 am. It was so sad. I thought it was a good reason to get up and run with the thousands of others that had planned to do it too. Then the next day my sorority posted that Meg was a Sigma and told her story. I knew I had to run in her honor. It's sad to know that she had 3 little kids and a husband left behind. It's so tragic that something like that could happen.