My group, my people (or how I put fear aside and got turned on to group running)

Running along Front Street, just before the halfway mark. Running has always been a loner gig for me. Alone on training runs. Alone on race days. Alone and loving it. Maybe it's because of my Myers-Briggs type (INTJ for those in the know). Maybe it's because of the way my mind starts to wander once… Continue reading My group, my people (or how I put fear aside and got turned on to group running)