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I come from a family of marathon runners. I’m not talking hobby runners either; I’m talking “watch your back buddy or my medals will whap you as I leave you in the dust!!!” It may not be what you think though. When I say “I come from,” what I’m really talking about are my in-laws.
Since my own biological family is so small and scattered, I consider all of my in-laws to be MY family (luckily for me, they seem to feel the same). I don’t have a father, so my father-in-law and grandfather fit the bill nicely (with a little husband thrown in for spoiling). I’m an only child, so my two sister-in-laws have always included me and treated me like one of the girls. I’m blessed to have them all. (Anyway, back to my point!)
Both of my sisters (in-law), mother (in-law) and father (in-law) run marathons. They win medals, make great time and travel far and wide to do so. They oooh and awww over GPS running trackers you...
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