“You’re really not gonna like me today,” the Gazelle said to me. “As a matter of fact, I think you might just hate me now.”
“Oh no,” I thought to myself. “Did he sign us up to run a marathon in Manitoba? Not that there is anything wrong with Manitoba. After all Gramma is from there …. Hmmm I wonder what he did?”
Rather than straining my already strained brain, I just asked him.
“Ok what did you do this time?”
“I ran a 4:20 kilometer,” said the Gazelle. I wasn’t sure if he was yanking my chain. And he continued. “Then I ran another 4:20. On the way back from Parkdale.”
And even though I can’t do splits, I figured out all on my own, that was pretty fast.
“Ha” I said to the Gazelle, “I was asked to lead a group last night! Top that!”
And he did.
“I checked my work schedule last night. I double and triple checked it,” he said. “I can’t do the Old Mill, I can’t do the Downtown Dine and Dash and I can’t do the Double Crown either.”
That just took all the smug out. Who am I going to run with.
“Who am I going to run with?” I pleaded. “Couldn’t you call in sick? Not that I condone calling in sick to do a race. I had such plans for us”
He brightened up.
“Well, kid. You’re on your own. Besides that I have signed up to do the half at the Road2Hope.”
Alright, the sibling rivalry is back on!
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