Last week, the idea of running a half marathon was presented to me.
I said hell no.
Then I thought about it, realized that the silly little 13.1 intimidated me, and immediately decided that I would make that thing my beyatch.
Long story short, I will be "running" (aka crawling on bloody knees with dirty tear-streaked face) a half marathon in Washington DC this March. As a heads up to those concerned with penciling things into their calendars: If the race is Saturday, March 16th... my untimely funeral should be the following Monday or Tuesday.
xoxo, b
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