I abandon my husband every Saturday morning, or the occasional Sunday. I get the little toddler man up, some Cheerios and milk in him, and then I'm all "bye!" and I'm outta there.
Lots of runners do this to their spouses. So after reading this story, this is a thank you to him. Instead of sleeping in on Saturday, he gets to chase around our wild little toddler man, while I run miles on the lakefront and gab carefree with my running buddies... he teases me but never complains, and is always really supportive of my running.
Thanks, hubby! I owe you. And love you bunches! XOXOXOX. (P.S. I'll be running the Chicago Monster Half Marathon this Sunday.)
About Me
- Tammy
- After years of sloth, I am now a mama who runs and practices yoga. I write about exercise; parenting a grownup child as well as two little kids; and whatever is annoying me at the moment.
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