My next run is the bridge; it's going to suck with the wind. It's just wicked (unless it's going to be perfectly at my back the whole time).
Anyway, as you know, Grandma's the only person who gets calls from me today. I just gave her a ring, and told her that my next run will probably start around noon-ish. My advice to her was to have a glass of wine somewhere in the range of 12-12:15pm.
Me: "Have some wine. I'll have some water."
Grandma: "I'll be drinking up a little bit."
Hysterical!
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