We didn’t celebrate St Pat’s day.
1) neither of us are Irish (nor is Frankie)
and 2) we’re supremely lame. Oh well.
I did receive a very lovely call from EB who DID celebrate. Blessed is the time change when it comes to Ohio friends drunk dialing…
Last run of 5W2M tomorrow. I’m starting to pee my pants a little. Everytime I get nervous I think of all your comments about how I’m obviously far superior to McRunner, and it makes me feel better.
I love you. Can’t y’all just come to LA and pit crew for me?