So while I married into a pretty awesome family, one downfall is that they are all runners... Not just like go for a jog runners like crazy marathon runners... Makes you feel like you need to run runners. This past Sunday was a half marathon that Dan and I have both run in the past and that his Dad and Brother were running. I have found two ways to get out of running the half marathon since we have been together: 1) Sprain your ankle 2) Have a baby. While you can argue about what hurts more #2 leaves you with an amazing gift at the end, and was the reason neither Dan nor I were running this year!
We did manage to get up and get out of the house by 7:45 to go watch. Ry was bundled up in an outfit courtesy of Big cousin M, and off we went! We got to see both runners go by twice, but only managed to get a picture of Dan's Dad as he ran by. Turned out Kipu is petrified of cow bells. As soon as they went off she hid between Dan's legs!
So to my darling Ryann - when you get old enough to start dating... you know around 40ish or so and are out at a bar rekindling an old flame... or better yet, when you are at a Church Prayer Group rekindling an old flame, I suggest you first find out whether or not your love interest is a runner or not. Who knows maybe you will turn out to be a runner since 1/2 of you comes from that crazy runner family!!! Love you bug! XOXO Momma
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