What an awesome run last night.
8ks. Well 8.2ks actually.
Lots of hills. Lots of cold air.
Nicky and I still marvel at the fact that somehow we get off the couch after a long day... And run.
I have never regretted a run.
And yesterday it was Gus' first school visit.
My whole chest was aching with love and pride and sadness and worry and hope.
Gus starts school. What about that.