4/13: burgers and games

Today I ran 15 miles. On and off, yeah, it was a struggle of the mind. But 15 miles, nonetheless. A new personal distance record!

And then I drove home, exhausted and exhausted.

Home to J&Q, who were hosting an impromtu cookout and game night, per their usual impromptu style. I walked in, haggard and hungry, and Q asked, “Want a burger?” with a smile.

I nodded in gratitude and joined in the impromptu festivities and was grateful, grateful, grateful.

Best hosts ever.

Best housemates ever.

Best post-run din ever.

Best, ever.