Following this post on rock music and rambling that I posted back in December, I teased the bride, telling her that I was now ready to do some rambling myself, "...but I don't need no woman tagging along."
She says, "Fine, enjoy your ramble, but I know you'll be back soon."
Me: "But what if I'm not?"
Bride: "Because you're always losing or misplacing something, that's why. And I'm always the one who finds it."
Me: "I don't get it, what's that got to do with anything? I've got to ramble! And maybe even gamble!"
Bride: "Here's why. The first time you lose something, you'll come back. Fast. And I'll say like I always do, let's retrace your steps. So, where have you been rambling?"
At which point we both cracked up.
The connection to Ultrarunning, of course, is that it's a harmless way to ramble. And that I'm a lucky rambler to have this woman in my life.