It's been too long.
Two long actually.
Two years since I've seen my friend in person.
She's the one who's success with Weight Watchers inspired my own journey.
We have seen each other graduate from college, experience (and live through) first jobs, make big moves, find love.
We have seen each other get married. (And yes, I accidentally "borrowed" her wedding colors.)
She stood by me and held my hand when I said goodbye to my mom.
We've been with each other through pregnancies and motherhood.
Through it all, though, we've never lived in the same city (except for our senior year of college). Yet, I could not be closer to this amazing woman. A woman who never fails to inspire me, never fails to be there for me. I am blessed to call her my friend.
Today, I get to see her, her skinny self. And she will see me in my skinny splendor. Two longtime friends who will, in a way, be meeting each other for the first time. Sort of amazing, right?!
To say I'm excited would be an understatement. Not just because I will get to hug her and sleep with her (yes, it's one bed for us though not by choice). I am excited to celebrate who we are and who we've become and all because of each other.
I cannot wait to toe the starting line of Rock 'n' Roll New Orleans and run 7.5 miles for her ... and because of her.