Collective miles: 42 (Morgan, Evan, Jaimi) (a.k.a. the gang accidentally runs a half)

I grew up on square burger patties from Wendy’s. I’d like to say that I embraced their spirit of “We don’t cut corners.” And sometimes that means we run a half marathon instead of 12 miles because we missed all of the diagonal shortcuts. Whoops! Anyways, it was a stunningly beautiful day to get sweaty with some of my favorite people. Despite our aching bodies (hips, heels, heads), I think we were all pleased. After clawing our way from the bottom of Lake Union to the tallest point of Greenwood, I’d say that we definitely deserved an afternoon of TJs lemonade and time in the garden.