So after Gwen got home from school today she was very excited about having “run” a mile while at school today. So excited that she insisted that the gym teacher told her to run a mile every night.
So guess what I got talked into after dinner.
Knowing that I haven’t run any real distance in….the 21st century I knew this wasn’t going to happen like she imagined. I tried to figure out points half a mile out from the house (run there+return trip and all) and came up with a few destinations. We started out and ran about halfway when I talked her into going back. We powerwalked/jogged back and now I’m tired, she’s still got energy, and I’m drinking lots of kool-aid and craving salty snacks. For some reason, ramen noodles boiled in beef boullion cubes sounds good.
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