Jens asked me if I wanted to go for a run. I did not want to go for a run at all. But I couldn't miss the opportunity to help him scratch that itch, so we went, nice and easy. He always picks up the last mile and tries to dust me off, and tonight I let him. I know I'm pretty ready for this marathon because none of my pants stay up; that and my torso looks like an Abercrombie & Fitch model. |