One week. That’s it. One week is all that separates me from the day that my life will change forever. The day I will attempt to run 10 miles. Now before you start thinking that I’m all one of those fit and trim moms, allow me to set the record straight. I am in no…
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Why I Run
I am a runner. Wait…what’s that? What is that sound? Is that…stifled laughter? Perhaps you need to excuse yourself and grab a glass of water. Don’t laugh at me. So I don’t look like a typical runner. So my legs are short and stubby. So my upper half resembles Winnie-the-Pooh bear. So I could be…