Her: What time did you get up this morning?

Me: About 3.

Her: My god, that’s early – what, did you run 47 miles?

Me: Only 8.

Her: *staring*

Her: *still staring*

Her: What, that’s it!?  You got up that early for 8 miles?

Me: I was going to go 12, but I had to cut it short.  I had 10 Taco Bell fire sauces with lunch yesterday.  It was burning a hole through me.

Her:  10?  That was dumb; you’re disgusting.  

Me: Have a good day, I love you too!