me: Hey, did you pick out your books yet?
Jack: What??
me: Books, books did you pick them?
Jack: (not paying attention) yeah, yeah, over there. 8 of em.
me: Wow…heavy…sigh…let’s go check out.
Jack: I’ll carry this one I’m reading!
me: Gee thanks…Hey, I need to stop next door and get milk.
Jack: Can we walk?? It’s sooo nice out!
me: Yeah, good idea. (we walk to the store and I do my shopping, picking up more than I had planned!)
Jack: (watching me pack up 4 brown paper bags) Hey, didja forget we walked here? Who’s carrying that?
me: (pausing) Oh crap! Sigh…well I guess we have to push the cart down the street. Oh joy.
Jack: But that’s far!
me: Yep. Ok, let’s go.
We start walking down the road between the store and the library. Cars are slowing down, people are looking…So embarrassing…
me: Ugh, we should have driven!!
Jack: Then consider this your little training for Tough Mudder!
Sh*t My 18-Year-Old Says 
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Thank you! And, I will!
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Tough Mudder has been calling my name for years now, I should probably just do it already. You’re one tough mother mudder, ya know that?
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Tough Mudder called to me last year. I trained like a biotch, completed it with a sprained knee (that I injured 2 days before the freaken event. ow.) and gained the confidence to change my life drastically afterwards (in good ways)!! You should do it! Still some openings for May 6 on Mt. Snow! I’ll be running both days because I’m crazy like that. 🙂
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