8:45 a.m. At the last second I decide to go for my morning run earlier in the day. I rush to get out the door and explain to two sad girls why they can’t come with me. I close the garage on my crying 4 year old. Baby boy and Miss E are finally [...]
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8:45 a.m. At the last second I decide to go for my morning run earlier in the day. I rush to get out the door and explain to two sad girls why they can’t come with me. I close the garage on my crying 4 year old. Baby boy and Miss E are finally [...] I was supposed to carpool to the race with a bunch of my neighbors, but they forgot to pick me up. Then, I couldn’t find my good running shoes, so I had to wear my crappy ones. On the race, I couldn’t figure out which way the half-marathoners were supposed to go. It was [...] I am training for a half marathon. I know, I’m insane. I’ve accepted that fact, and you must accept it as well. As a former non-runner, I used to wonder what it would be like to run so far. I mean, it’s really, really far. Sane people are only willing to go that far [...] |
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