Please enjoy this tale of my triumph over madness at a road race finish festival.
Guys, it’s like eleventy-billion degrees out and my foot hurts. My ultimate BFF, running, is kinda gettin’ on my nerves these days.
(This is, as should be obvious to anyone who’s met me, totally not supposed to be me. I have NEVER looked this good while running)
It’s my birthday, which means I’m being spoiled, but really I’m spoiled on a daily basis by my dear husband (I know, cue the groans).
Here is a typical domestic scene from our life together (which will most likely show up in a longer story eventually).
I know, right? Nightmare!
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Hey y’all. Let’s see how this works: Click on thumbnail to enlarge, s’il vous plait. This is the latest in the much-beloved (by me, that is — it is the Greatest Love of All, you know) My Health Regimen series. Enjoy!