T- minus two weeks until the end of school. I'm at my humble home in Edina, listening to Evan Longoria and the Rays beat the crap out of the Red Sox. Jon Lester's getting lit up like a Christmas Tree-- Tito better get his act together, and here comes Hunter Jones, thank God.
Oh, and the Run. I ran with my dad, who's a marathoner-- he's running Grandmas in June-- he's quite a bit slower than me, but then he knows what he's doing a lot better than me. My little brother biked along side of us when we ran. We ran 4 and a half miles around Bredison park doing 9:20's
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