blinded by love.

i ran 5.25 miles this morning. when i got home, b and kolby joined me for a short cool-down walk. about five minutes in, b says, "man, the trees are really stinky today." and i was like, "what are you talking about?" and he goes, "you know, those trees that smell like butt..." and i said, "um, honey, i think that might be me you're smelling. i did just run 5.25 mils and haven't showered yet."

he got closer. yes, it was me.

i should have let him continue to blame the trees.