142 years since we’ve had this many 90 degree days so early in the year? Super. Fucking super.
Who the fuck thought of this bright idea that running would save me? Oh, yeah, me. And, it did.
But, now it may kill me. Soon.
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My Life on the Run.
I run. Then I get injured. Then I run again. I've signed up for Chicago Marathon twice, and DNS either. I wonder if three times is a charm. Sigh.
If it is, this time it won't be Chicago. Sadly. I'm doing my hometown's inaugural marathon. I figure I can literally crawl home if I need to. Or comfortably crawl to the finish, which is my plan.
I've started running again. Baby steps. So far, so good. Praying I don't break. Again. I've also gone back to my roots, swimming. I'm hoping to win the relay portion of my triathlon relay this June. I have a shot. I'm going to take it.
I'm always winging it. I don't know where I'm running from or running to. But, I run. I'll let you know when I get there. Maybe.
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