mm was proud of my 5K accomplishment.
he was amazed i stuck with it.
i have a tendency to abandon projects, hey, he knows.
he made it easy. he encouraged me, he put the kids to bed, cleaned the house, etc. (ok, i know, he usually does all of this anyway, but this time i took advantage)
here is one of our after-race conversations.
and why i love him so...
"aren't you so happy, you are a real runner now!"
"yes! and, if i were being chased by vampires,
i could hold them off for 3 miles at least."
"uh, let's not get crazy, no way you could outrun a vampire."
"but if there were zombies, you could totally outrun them!"
"aw, thanks honey!"
and i mean it.
thanks for everything.
eat my dust, zombies.