Friday, June 5, 2015
So proud of this man. He did the JP Morgan 5K race with the crew from his museum again this year and beat his time from last year by 10 minutes, without even trying much. He thinks he was more fit from the 5-borough bike tour he did with our son last month. He was elated when he came home last night, probably from all those exercise endorphins cruising through his system. When he checked his Fitbit and realized that he'd bettered his time, he grabbed me a planted a kiss on me. Nothing like a happy husband. He's already looking for the next race, feeling strong like a champion, which in my book, he is. I made him promise to send me a race selfie from every event. I'm getting quite a collection.