My wife has long noted my fascination, nay obsession, with numbers.
When I was a 3rd grader, I counted 151 books I read that year.
My senior year, I stupidly counted down the days left in Paris, France when I lived there.
Now, I am 1/12 done with my last year of training. 7/8 years down.
I ran 22.25 miles today at 7:50 pace at 85o.
They say you should never wish away time. I am sure end stage patients would readily agree.
My goal this year is to learn as much as possible and merrily witness the days evaporate ( I might count a little!)
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