About Terri Lee
A mom of four kids who grew up to be fun, funny, interesting, awesome people and promptly moved out, I now live with the Hubs (a man who should be sainted) and my adopted replacement children: Murph the Dog, Chunk the Cat and Sweet Mo (the other Cat). The most beautiful, sweetest natured grandson ever known rounds out my world.
I have a job I love working from home part-time for our local running club, affording me ample time to interact on a daily basis with hundreds of crazy nutjob runners of all sizes and types. Runners are pretty neat people, although the point can also be made that, in general, people are usually pretty neat people. If you’re a neat person, hop on board. If you want to tell me what a piece of crap the last race shirt was or how many porta-johns we should have ordered instead of how many we actually did or that we’re too stupid to measure a course correctly and your Garmin informed you the race was .0379 mile too long, I can tell you here what I can’t tell you in my real life: I don’t care, and if you don’t like it I’m happy to make you the new volunteer in charge of it while my shoes laugh at you.