So we left off Thursday night at about 3am when I finally fell asleep from extreme exhaustion. I woke naturally about at 6:30am the following morning, of course. The morning person in me never leaves!! I woke to the most beautiful sound....rain. I donned my spandex long sleeve, shorts, Mizuno running shoes, and of course "Marc Antony"--my GPS. (Yes, I have it named. Prior to Ryan, my GPS was named Dmitri. When I met Ryan and took him on our 1st run, I introduced him to Dmitri and said "I don't have time to date men. So since I have the dream of loving an cute Italian boy--I have named my GPS after one". The next day Ryan set out to buy a new GPS and told me "You can use this from now on. We will come up with a better name..a warrior-like name." And hence, Marc Antony is the name) I was at such peace during that run....feeling about 1000 feels at once. Nerves about all the wedding stress, excitement about all the family I get to see, and true joy that I...
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