It was a therapeutic run. I was upset and so I went out and ran through rain, wind, stomach cramps and trying to hold down a brownie I ate earlier. I’m glad I did it- not only did I work off all the sugar I had but I also got more miles in and had some thinking time.
Now a caring young man wants to make my night by bringing me ice cream. Thanks…but no thanks…please please please don’t come over!
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