I popped in on a friend today. I didn’t plan on the pop-in — I was just going to ask if she was going jogging or walking (a group of mamas goes twice a week) despite the drizzle — but she invited us in, so we accepted.
She and I chatted, and the kids played a bit, then we were about to take our leave when it was time for her kid’s breakfast — but it looked so nice out now that I asked if she would go walking with us after the breakfast, and she agreed.
My friend set a good pace — didn’t look as challenging for her as it was for me. If I’d been by myself, I would have slowed down or quit, but it felt good to keep up and go as far as we did.
Even better was the fabulous ice cream at the coffee shop, especially when my friend’s outrage at the misleading menu saved us a surprising amount of money.