Sometimes magic just…happens. In this instance. The magic happened on our favorite pub run course. Probably on one of the first Thursdays of the month...
You know in movies? When some emergency situation happens? And someone inevitably loses their shit? And just turns a standard emergency into an absolute shit...
“Why haven’t you learned anything I’ve taught you about cheating in gym class?” Because I’m a pure soul incapable of deception? See. The problem was....