5:25am: arrive at Hopewell parking lot for Titan 5 miler. Lot is empty, and I am cold. Sadness sets in. I've been a bit down lately, attendance has been low-ish at Titan, and I've struggled to get Q's. I'm also bad at asking/recruiting, so that's mostly on me. I'm still getting used to this MQ thing. But I've never had a day with nobody show up. That's just depressing to think about. Not looking forward to today possibly being the first.
5:28am: see a headlamp in the distance. At first it's coming towards me, but then turns away towards the front of the school. Probably just a dog walker or non-F3 runner. Excitement fades.
5:30am: oh wait, it's coming back this way and it's The Force – hell yes – was just doing a little wam-up run because he beat me to the AO. Booyah.
5 (almost) miles of fellowship later… and recover recover. Has anyone ever noticed how a running buddy just helps the time and the miles melt away like nothing? It's a good feeling. Thanks for being there and turning my morning right around buddy, this is what F3 is all about.