Here's my man Ryan at the Boston Marathon. Note his time, a mere 13 minutes slower than my fastest half-marathon time. This is another sign, 'cause 13 has always been my lucky number:
I think this is a message from Above. I think this means I am fated to actually meet RH in person one day and maybe even (oh, oh, oh!) touch his beautiful and big running shoes.
Just found your blog. I love some of the Alaskan pics in the recent posts. Looks like you might be buying yourself some things on Cyber Monday! Have fun. I can't get the Nike site to work very well either and I have great internet. What's up with that?
ReplyDeleteOkay now I see I am on your blog list! I guess I need to follow you too.
ReplyDeleteIt must be so!
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