Will and I ran four in the morning--just up to the neighborhood and back. And then Will and I biked up to a friend's house three miles away.
When we walked in the door, my friend, Heather, said, "You bike?... Do you want a towel?" I was dripping. I could feel my legs on every hill. We made and Will cheered me on. "Up, up, up the hill."
The first part of the bike ride was a touch down hill. I asked Will a couple times if he could feel the wind. Will would extend his arms straight out to the side like he was flying. He wouldn't say a word, just feel the wind. It was so fun to watch his shadow do that. | 