okay, we didn’t run naked, it was snowing after all. that would have been cold. but this conversation did take place:
Friend 1: you do realize that we are eating turkey plain, off the bone, and it’s not even very good!, at ten thirty at night, after a five mile run, while standing half naked in my kitchen, while it’s snowing outside… this is a little ridiculous.
Friend 2: that is so going on the blog.