I barely saw another runner from Mile 6 to Mile 13. It was just me out there, pushing to eventually catch up to that group way the hell ahead of me, making sure no one behind me (I’m pretty sure
Comprised of 64 pop, punk, rock, rap and country songs, and clocking in at 3 hours and 49 minutes, this is what I’m going to be listening to during my FIRST MARATHON!!! (It’s in two days. I’m a little excited.) With
MY FIRST MARATHON IS ALMOST HERE!!!! I WILL BE RUNNING 26.2 MILES IN THREE DAYS!!!!! HOE. LEE. CRAP. I’m nervous and excited. I’m psyched. I’m scared. I cannot friggin’ wait. But no one is happier that my marathon is almost here
My wife and I didn’t hear the gun shots fired when we were picking Penny up from school. We didn’t understand why people were running back inside. What’s happening? Should we go? To the car? Inside? Is there danger? Get the kids! Penny and Simon were walking towards the
Being the Primary Caregiver Doesn’t Mean Being the Favorite Parent. And Sometimes that Really Sucks.
I told my six year old daughter that she made me feel like crap. Not all the time, but definitely at that particular moment. She didn’t really do anything wrong; she just wanted her mommy. I get it. I stay home with the
Sometimes an apple is just an apple. Other times it represents the expulsion of mankind from a life of innocent bliss to one of perpetual torment and neuroses. And still other times, that apple is covered in caramel and chocolate chips