After Kris and I did our 3ish miles I headed back that way, to have one more frolic. I really didn't care if any of my neighbors saw me looking at my least graceful. It was fun.
And that made me decide to dedicate my run today to my 10 year old Tyler. He beats to his own drum, doesn't care what anyone things, and goes his own way. I admire that about him. And I love it.
Until tomorrow...run happy!