Ran eight miles and then came home for a drink/potty break. The plan was to turn around and do 8 more. When I got home my grandson was crying, I could tell my son needed a break so I held him for about a half hour. By that time my clothes were all sweaty so I changed and did three more. Why is my grandson such a huge distraction? I would rather play with him than do anything else. I tell my son that if he didn't live with us I would speak fluent Japanese, run 7:00 minute miles and always have a clean house :)
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