FLIPPIN’ FUN

I don’t like running. As far as I can tell, it’s an odious experience from here to there, wherever here or there may be.  Not shockingly, I look miserable when running.  I start each run grimacing like a grade schooler sent to the principal’s office.  And after a few miles, I fully look like I’m dying.   So you can imagine how thrilled I was when my fiancée suggested that we train together for a half-marathon.  Read more.

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