But what was the true cost? My blood boiled when my little daughter told me that a man took the helmet she was holding onto to buy at the big annual ski sale. I almost killed the guy, and by gum I got that helmet. If people knew that I'm just waiting for an excuse to pummel someone, they would maybe not make my children cry.
Any hoo! The girls rode their bikes while I ran 4.7 miles. That was just awesome! I rel]ally like doing that. Then the dude and I took a turn around the church a couple times. Sweet.
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