Week Four — 6 miles!

Here, I squint into the camera while Julie clutches my arm as if I am her guide dog. Clearly this is because her hat has dropped some sort of shadow over her face, and now she cannot see. I, meanwhile, am preparing to stuff my face with part of a bagel. Hey, I just ran 6 miles in the pouring rain. What's your excuse?

Julie and I attempt to become this year's poster children for "Proper Hydration Week". Julie daintily drinks her water. I, meanwhile, am guzzling vodka.

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