Grrr...

On Thursday, and again last night after I had corrected her the first time on Thursday, my stepmother, a runner, referred to the half-marathon I did yesterday, as "my walk." I'm a lot slower than she is, more of a jogger than a runner, but really?! Last night I lost my temper and went off on my dad, who insisted I took it the wrong way, and should not have been offended. I will not repeat what I said here in writing, other than to report that my response involved LOTS of profanity.