Huh. (That’s a statement, not a question.)
I ran 8 miles on Saturday. The last time I ran that far was in 2009. I’m 5 years older now, had a baby, and my hips are a little squirrely.
But I did it. I ran through the hills of West Salem, which is even more astounding. I feel pretty darn good about the accomplishment.
This old mare still has some life left in her after all.
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