michael and i went for a run the other day. it's pretty sad but it was the first run in a really long time. we both felt great. a little sore the next day, and you know nothing feels as good as muscles being sore because you used them.
well, this morning we woke up and talked about running. we also talked about breakfast. michael sat down to watch the pga championship and i sat down to check blogs. two minutes ago, he walked into the kitchen. i can hear pots banging around and different sounds that make me believe our run has been put on hold and our breakfast is coming up first.
i love him. he always leads our family down the right path. thank you sweetie, for being the leader of our home. i love following you. ;)
i hear bacon frying...yummy.
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