After burning out my legs yesterday, I promised myself I wasn't going to ride a bike today. Well, my husband had the car, out shopping for a birthday present for my son, and I had no way to the pool but my bike. I ate my words, hopped on the bike and went to the pool.
My husband told me he missed hearing me call him "my 5k althlete", the title he earned after he ran the Des News 5k run on Monday. I tired to think of a special new name for him today. He said that "super laundry helper" didn't have the same appeal for him. I guess I need to be a bit more creative.
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