Poor Chico...

As I passed the 20-mile mark of the marathon at Devil's Corral, Val and the kids cheered me on. Chico was in the truck and could see me running past and hear me yelling to him, but was not allowed to run with me because there were other runners on the course. I have tried to explain it all to Chico, but he still sees it as though he was being unfairly punished. It is now Wednesday and we will run this afternoon. I am going to have to find a way to make it up to him. Enjoy the miles!