A particularly happy memory from this year... it really makes me smile.
One spring Sunday our family is going to go to an Amusement park nearby with a friend of ours. So the day before I'm talking with my daughter and telling her we're going to the Amusement partk the next day. The conversation goes something like this:
me: We're going to Great America tomorrow.
her: Oh, your running tomorrow too?
me: No.
her: Why would we go to Great America then?
me: Just to ride some rides.
her: OH! Just to have fun?!
me: Yes :)
She went with me to Disneyland last year for the purposes of, you guessed it, running a half marathon... so she figured there would be no other reason than to run a race to go to an Amusement park. Maybe I run too often?
