Running is for Runners. Driving is for Drivers.

My "family" ran Ragnar this last weekend. For those of you like me who don't run or have any idea what it is runners do or find joy in you may not know what Ragnar is. Ragnar is a relay race with two teams of six people each. The one my family runs is called the Wasatch Back; it's from Logan to Park City. Crazy, right? Yes! Well, each year they run we have a little party in Huntsville in between vans to play and eat; or if you're a runner to sleep. It's way fun, and really the greatest part of my family's tradition. So, I went on my merry way to drive to Huntsville, which I, myself have never driven by myself. And got lost. I get lost a lot guys, it happens to everyone, just to me more often than is ordinary. I don't know what it is. I think the road signs have it out for me and so they change when they see me coming so that I go the wrong way. It isn't my fault. Eventually, my "dad" called and directed me in the right way, after figuring out what exactly the right way was. I was on the right track, though! And then the road I was supposed to take was blocked for runners. Why?!?! I get it runners gotta run, but hey drivers (AKA Felicia) gotta drive! I got there...eventually. But it was a stressful, very scenic drive.