Champions

I very well might be the only one that reads that post title and instantly thinks of Queen. (Weeeeeee are the champions, my friee-eend. And  weeeeeee'll keep on fiiightiing til the eeeeeend!)
 Anyways, I just wanted to show the world what champs looked like in real life:

Can you believe these two just finished running 6 miles?

 Yessirree Bob, these two ladies, who may be very mad at me for posting this picture, ran that there 10 K that I was unable to run. That was Saturday. Yesterday, Monday, the lovely lady on the right agreed to go running with me. Poor planning on my part, as Aubrey was accustomed to going for miles non-stop and I, to state it plainly, am not. She was still gracious and patient with my sad attempt at fitness. And she didn't let me slack off, either. This was no walk in the park, friends. That chick turned all Jillian Michaels on me! And because of her encouragement, I am now delightfully sore all over. Which probably means I'm running wrong.

 In unrelated news, I have discovered that Noah has got some pretty heinous allergies. We're outside for  seven minutes and his eyes start watering and his nose starts running. The kind of good news is that I now know why he has a horrible cough at night. Zyrtec has been administered and positive results are already taking place.

I would really like to go to the beach.

 God bless you, faithful readers!