So, yesterday, Amanda and I walked to Fresh Pond. On our way down the steep hill to the pond, I stepped on a log lodged into the dirt as part of the path. As soon as I stepped on the log, it gave way and I had to jump in front of it. And then it occured to me that I had to run downhill to avoid the log tumbling after me. Too funny, I was training
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