I was walking the Great Saunter alone this past weekend. You were walking around the same pace as me and somehow we started talking. We ended up chatting for the entire rest of the walk about crazy things that happened traveling, ridiculous fitness events we'd done, the cool buildings we could see around us, and so much more. We bought some somewhat suspect Girl Scout cookies (which were exactly what was needed), nearly got hit by a Cadillac and a skateboard, and made sure to get the certificate at the end of the walk. After we got tacos and hobbled back towards my hotel. I was so tired I didn't think to ask you for your number. It was a splendid afternoon, though, and I really wish I had.