Spring has been peeking out few every once in a while (1258). It was nice to enjoy a few runs outside and bike rides (1259). My sister came home for a birthday weekend for my dad (1260). The surprise on my parent's face was priceless (1261).
I had planned for a nice run at the state park, but I ended up getting my shifter stuck. It all worked out (1262). I am so glad for friends who are willing to come rescue me without asking (1263). I had a swift father who quickly saved the day (1265). I had to resolve to run at a local park, which ended up costing less money and time. (1266)
A few more long runs that add up to some mileage in the right direction (1267). I may not be out of the woods yet, but plantar flaciitus will be taking a hiatus soon.
One of the best parts of my weekend is long runs with my peeps, followed by coffee and stories that are exchanged (1268). I am fully convinced that IQ levels are lowered when large amounts of testerone get around large weights and female viewers. Translation: large muscle mass does not make mall cops cooler.
I know spring is coming (1269), but I am ready to wear out my winter clothes.
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