I had a long run scheduled for today. On hills. On a course about 40 minutes away, that is very isolated and lonely and at mile 8 has a section I like to call "Dog Alley," consisting of 3 rottweilers, 1 German shephard, and 1 very pissed off collie/shephard thing that once BIT my friend Jeremy.
And it's Monday, so most normal people are working. So I was going to have to head out there alone. Ugh.
Until my amazing husband said he'd come with me--and run the 10 very hilly miles at Hinckley and then I could finish the last 3 on my own around the park. So we did it, and it was hard, and I love him. He rocks.
THANKS, Matt--you're the best IronHubby a TriSaraTops could ever ask for! :)
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Iron husbands rock! Glad you've got a good one too :)
That is so sweet! Way to step up to the plate, Matt!
Great job by both of you running Hinckley. He's the man.
Nice pics too.
Way to go Matt...!
My poor hubby would just not make it if he tried to do something like that!
How sweet! And I bet it was more fun to run together!
Awww, what a sweet hubby! They make such a difference!
Great husband but can he keep up with your pace?
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