Irate!

So, today was my day, but I signed up for a networking thing run by my high school -- in last year's Boston Magazine, education edition, they named my HS the home of THE new-Old-Boys network in Boston -- yes, I'm striving to become an Old Boy.

The meeting was at 7 AM, typically the middle of my run. I got all gussied up, headed into Boston on the Pike, spaced at the I-90/I-93 intersection and ended up at Logan. I was so mad that I just turned around, and went home because it wouldn't have been worth it to go at that point -- I was already running a bit late, and the event was only an hour.

The worst of both worlds -- missed my run and my event. New running rule: The run takes precedence over extra-curriculars.