Day before the marathon
How I know I’m dating a guy who’s totally amazing and understanding of my crazy running: we went out to dinner, and he bragged to his friends that I’m “touring the country doing marathons in each of the 50 states.” I tried to make it clear that I was hardly “touring” and that I was not some elite athlete or something, but they were still impressed. Later, when calling to order takeout, he specified that he wanted them to make a plain baked potato so that I’d have enough carbs. He was happy to do a low-key movie night instead …