Yesterday was the Gator Gallop — a two mile race along the homecoming parade route in Gainesville for which I had signed up Jared and myself a couple of weeks ago. But, when we awoke yesterday, it was rainy and cold, and this was our conversation:
Me: Are you sure you don’t want to just pick up our t-shirts and skip the race?
Jared: After everything I’ve put into this? No, we’re doing this.
Me: Dude. You trained two times.
And then he went on to beat me by a full minute. Bastard.