"Let me quickly run a half marathon (without training), before I drive three hours to begin doing renovations on my new home. No big deal. I am kind of amazing."
(He didn't actually say this but I sure as hell would if I were him. Because, frankly, he is kinda amazing (Don't tell him I said this. Luckily he doesn't read this blog). The only thing that's more amazing is me getting two kids ready and at Coney Island before 9am. You know I can't give him all the credit)