My alarm went off at 4:30 this morning and she was already standing next to the bed, again, dressed and ready to bike with us on our run. First gloves of the season, by the way. She crashed her bike and bloodied one knee about a block down the road, wiped her tears and got right back on the bike. Hope said she really wished that we could run at 4 instead of 5. She explained, "That way I could get more sleep for school." (I know. That doesn't make sense to me either.) Nobody is forcing her to get out of bed to bike with us. In fact, it's hard to convince her to stay home on the longer runs. But we sure do love her company.
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