This morning, we decided to run (or jog) to somehow expel at least some of the food we've eaten the last few days. Being the non-runner (or jogger), after 3-ish kilometers my hamstring began to ache. Yah, I think that was my hamstring.
"Hun, my leg hurts"
He looks back, "Where?"
I point to the back of my left leg.
"Oh, that's just normal," he simply states.
"What are you talking about?" I said. "Hurting is not normal. It's NOT hurting that's normal."
And he just keeps on jogging along.
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