Bree and I had the best run tonight. We ran a three miler around the neighborhood and we kept commenting to each other, "are we running faster than usual?" The first time one of us commented, we tried to slow down a little bit so we didn't wear ourselves out, but after that, it was really just stating a fact. We were running faster than normal.
At some point in the run, Bree threw out that it might take us three whole hours to finish the marathon. I could hear her jaw hit the pavement when I told her it would probably take more than five hours. Apparently, she'd never thought about how long it might take - which is why I love her. She's game for anything.
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