May 10, 2009- Mother's Day started early for me. Woken up at 5AM to get ready for a 10-km race- not exactly my ideal morning, but endured it just the same all for the love of husband's love for running.
The race was not such a big hit. It had it flaws... many in fact!
But as I said, running with hubby was the best thing! Running, whether in a race or jogging around the village, has become our bonding time. Sure, we hardly talk as we try to catch our breaths whenever we run. But that is where the magic lies I think-- the words not spoken but the understanding, the respect and the support for each other.
We will keep on running! Yeah!
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