Running runs in the fam.
I was talking on the phone with my mom yesterday, when she just started shrieking “CONGRATULATIONS” in my ear.
Once I got her calmed down, and the permanent deafness in my ear wore off, I found out it was because my brother, who’s 17, all muscular and stuff, made captain of his XC Team.
Me and the broski are centermost in the group. Pardon my hair, it was horrible and disheveled, a combination of severe NC humidity and the race I’d run the night before.
Anyhoo, how awesome is that? So at 17, the kid is slaying my 5k times by nearly 10 minutes, and captaining his XC team? I need to get my life. And quickly. Congrats, bro! Oh, and happy Labor Day!