tonight was the bridge run – without my hubby.  and it was a melancholy day for me thanks to the very sad dream that i kept slipping back into all night long last night.  and when i got to the parking lot, it seemed that nobody wanted to talk to me.  all this to say, i was feeling pretty lowly when i started my run.  heck, when i first started, i wasn’t even going to run.  i walked the first eighth of a mile or so.  but then panda took a couple minutes out of her run to talk to me and tell me what was going on with her.  and that made me feel much better.  so when she took off, i told myself to jog the rest of the way to the bridge.  i walked up, RAN down, walked up, jogged down, stopped for water, walked while i drank my water, and then jogged the rest of the way back.  several folks offered words of encouragement along the way.  they just don’t know how much that means to me and how helpful it is.  by the time i made it back to the parking lot, i was feeling much better.  *don’t tell hubby that exercise improved my mood, i’ll never hear the end of it!*  i stood around talking with everyone for an hour and a half or so and had a great time.  i really kinda wish we did at least one more group run like that each week.