A Runner in My House

I sit sipping my warm coffee that my sweet husband makes on Saturday and Sunday for me. (I make it everyday during the work week.) NPR is on the radio – Bach early in the morning soothes me. Two of the four children are still snuggled in their beds. The other two are not here but I’d be they too are still under warm cover. Then – he comes down the hall with running shorts, a heart monitor, gloves, funny little socks, and a tiny tobaggan on his head. He is off to run – twenty miles that is. I just don’t understand! It’s warm and comfy right here in the house and 29 degrees out there in the wild. STAY HOME – STAY WARM….oh, well yes, there is that argument about being healthy. Sigh!


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