So I've started hanging out with a group of local cyclists.  Sort of.  In the sense that I go to their Thursday evening bring-your-own-wine to the Italian/Bagel place.  Some of them are also runners and have an informal running group which they invited me to join. Wanting to make new friends I said sure.  And thinking that I could keep up with a bunch of forestry professors I joined them in their morning run yesterday.  

We met at the track.  

A bad sign.  

What kind of casual running group does interval training at 6 am?!

I mean, I like running 800s as much as the next person but I don't know if this is best way to meet new people, being that I was fighting back an asthma attack the whole time. 

Then, when I got back to my car I discovered that the first robin of spring had pooped on my door handle.

I may just go back to drinking beer with the philosophers.