The best part

Every night follows a similar pattern. Come home from work, pull together a meal, clean up, work more or go to an extra-curricular. Rinse, repeat. The best part of every night is the few minutes we cuddle up together on the couch. Even better is when Allie-cat, Albert, joins us.

The worst part? Not getting a damn run done because it's way more warm and cuddly to stay on the couch.

To be entirely honest, physiotherapist LC, said no run tonight until the calf settles. But… I could have spun too…

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