My heart is broken today. My little kitty I have had for seven years died this morning. She has been sick for a few days, and I have been hating watching her suffer. Today I got up to run 18 miles and I found her lying dead next to the back door. I know it's silly that I got really upset, but she was my little friend. I woke my mom up and we gave her a proper burial.
I have never ran so emotionally upset before. I went to the JRP trail and ran up 6, and down 6. AP was 7:56, I felt so slow, sluggish and sad. I stopped and cried about three times (I never cry). I think the run helped me relax and move on a little. She was just a cat. I will feel better by the end of the day. EVERYONE PLEASE WELCOME MY FRIEND "WYCH" SHE IS NEW TO THE BLOG!!!!
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