I knew I had gone too far when I got to Fletcher's Boathouse, but I didn't realize just how much too far. I'm glad I had some Gu on this run and some scenery I hadn't seen in a while. After a hot shower and some pizza I mounted a serious velcro gun assault on my little brothers, but was beaten, badly. I'm a much bigger target and as James was kind enough to point out, "older and slower". But I ran 12 miles this morning! All you did was go to church!
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as if i went to church.
not you, silly, my lil bro.
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