Snow was falling, it was bitter cold, and the whole way into town I kept telling Ron, "This is stupid." I'm not sure what or who was stupid; the race, or the participants. I had three goals: don't poop my pants, don't be last, and run under 55. I think Ron's only goal was to beat me. All goals were accomplished, so we finished and quickly got back in the car, racing back to a warm cozy home.
2 comments:
You amaze me!
so cool - in both the weather and also accomplishing goals. kudos to you both.
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