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39 days.

My Half Marathon is 39 days away and I'm really far from my fundraising goal.

I debated about putting it up on my blog, but whatev. I'm getting really nervous now.

If you help donate, you can see pictures of me (for the 3 people who read this and don't know me personally. haha!) and check out the blog I have over there about running. If you want to be an even bigger sweetheart, you could link it to your blog if you want or have one. Every little bit helps and it's going to a really good cause. Not only are you helping cancer research, but you're also helping me quit smoking.

Is that enough incentive?

Don't make me pull out the puppy dog eyes, people. It will not be pretty.

Medal Envy

Setting: After a phone call talking about running with Fred, he set me pictures of his newest medal and last year's Rock-n-Roll Mardi Gras Marathon (which is happening again this weekend and I wish I could be there for)

Me: I have Medal Envy.

Fred: It's like penis envy, but harder.

An emojo convo

Dearest darlingest momsy and popsicle,

I would like to take this moment to thank you. Without you, today would not be as special as it is. I love you both with all my heart and could not have asked for better people to raise me. Thank you for making today possible and helping me grow into the person I have become.

With that being said, although I am super proud and amazed at your ability to grasp modern technology, it is still not appropriate to text message your oldest daughter happy birthday.

Just sayin.
xoxo

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Addicted, I tell you.

So I've been bummed all week that I won't get to run the race in Brooklyn this weekend due to a wedding I will be attending. Not even the thought of an open bar and cute groomsmen helped ease the sadness of having to wait another week to get another bib number.

BUT I just found out the hotel we are staying at has a gym.
YaY! I feel better.

My next thought? WHO IS THIS PERSON?!

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