Most of you know I've been training for a marathon, which I ran on Sunday. There may be more posts and pictures about that, but take a look at the one above. That's my Daddy, running with me at mile 18.5. It was a sweet precious moment, when he was a little worried about me, came out to find me, and ran me to mile 19, where The Hubs was waiting to run with me through Mile 22. (Miles 18-21 are mentally and physically the most difficult. You're close, but not close enough.) So I posted this picture on my fb page, and someone commented:
"Did you ever pass the dude in jeans?"
Not.even.kidding.
I'm considering if I want to edit my friends list. ;)
And in other news: CONGRATULATIONS CARDINALS!!!
Yours, soaking in the weekend,
Melissa
4 days ago
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