My ‘hubby’ just completed her first ever half marathon this weekend at the Toronto Marathon.

Meeting her at the finish line; I clearly in no way had any clue just how intense and borderline insane marathon running really is. She’d been training for about a year, but tbh I hadn’t really seen her do it a lot, since she was usually at the gym, and I guess just the idea of processing that she just did a 22km run, going up and down various hills as well; was honesty mind blowing.

It’s gotta be a labour of love, because holy cow; it seems tough.