Couple-y

Potato and I have officially become one of the most loathed types of couples ever – we are the couple that runs together.  We just got back from a run around the park in our yard.  I, being the “beginner level” runner stayed on the outside path where the ground is more flat.  Potato, being at the “I-can-run-a-mile-without-wishing-for-death level” mostly jogged up and over the huge sledding hills. I don’t know what is most sickening… the running together, my inability to breathe, or my b.o. 

Amen.