Rock. Hard Place. Me.

My Fellow Ragnarians,

It seems that every time you get a group of moms together there is always the last minute one to bail on the group--a case of strep with the kids, flat tires, emergency appendectomy. Luckily everyone is healthy and the tires are filled with air.
I will throw this out there though, if you know of anyone is would like to join van 2, they can have my spot. It looks like I might have to be the one that, sadly and with regret, jumps ship.
We found out some great news last night that requires me to be in OKC on Sunday. And flights from SLC to OKC are scare and super expensive. I wouldn’t even be able to run all 3 legs. Even if I switched to van 1, it would be near impossible.
Every time I go to buy a ticket, I get a funny feeling in my tummy. I just can’t shell out another $300… So, if you know of anyone who wants my spot, please let me know asap. You know—that fun neighbor, the dental assistant, your sister in law, a friend’s cousin’s dog walker.
I hate to not run. Really I do. I have already started preparing my bag to come. Treats have been purchased for you all and another special little something from me. Argh. This is tough. But I just wanted to see if anyone knew of a fellow runner who’d like a Ragnar experience….
With love,

Lindsay