....before the torture test. I'll report in on the results after the event.
How fat?
226.2
RHR = 42
I'm caffeinated and hydrated and ready to go. Daughter Kim and her little man, Albert (above), are going with me and she'll drive home. I'll enjoy the free beer (microbrewed by Gritty McDuff) after the run knowing I don't have to drive. There is one flaw with this plan: she doesn't know how to drive the car we are taking (her car) because it's a standard transmission. It seems like the perfect time to learn.
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