When they are babies, you wish you could just eat them up.
When they are bigger, you wish you had.
42,500 Miles Later
I'm running somewhere tomorrow. It's going to be beautiful. I can't wait.
What about when they get to be about, oh I don't know..say, 12 years old?
Yes, I do "run in this." So should you. The weather is never as bad as it seems from behind your office or car window.
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