For those wanting to know the end results of my last half marathon, JDRF was kind enough to let me know the total the group raised!
Ugly Win.
On October 12, 2014 a 36 year old hacked, wheezed, and cried her way to half marathon number 13. I would never had done it without two wonderful people. Here is the story.
A mystery.
I have a mystery... a good mystery... but a mystery nonetheless.
A brief summary of why I'm out on the roads again, training for another half marathon.
For the man who loved too much.
In the span of a few weeks I have lost two very important people in my life. This piece is for my glorious Mike. The most selfless, hilarious, and supportive man I've ever met.
I’m actually going to properly train (promise)
Admission time: I've never actually run an entire half marathon. (I've come crazy close, but not made it there yet.) So for this one, this is the plan...
Stop. Say Thank You. (For my Uncle Steve.)
This month I lost a figure who dominated my childhood, my Uncle Steve. This is a post in his memory, and a promise to do something out of love in his name.
Orange Squeaky 
You must be logged in to post a comment.