best part of my day. synchronized.
I guess this is what happens when you run with the same running buddy for seven years.
The feet. The hands. Our left thumbs. We are masters of synchronized running.
It’s a thing. It’s new. We made it up. And we excel at it.
ps – it’s obvious to me (likely no one else) how much synthetic hormones are puffing me up, i’ve gained weight i can’t get rid of. no matter how much i work out, or what i eat, the extra and new weight will not go away. more on that another day, ohhhh the rigors of being an infertile…