My friends are pretty cool. Again.

They ran a half marathon this morning. I watched. I cheered.

I resumed my role as chalk master and I didn’t want to let anyone down.

This time, I had a new chalking partner in crime.

Nobody may have seen it this time, but we did it with all of our heart.

Favorite part of the day?
When Jil jumped (tumbled) over the finish line, which blocked her crossing, as all the air had come out and fell in her face.