true confessions
So, yesterday I went to pick up my race packet and the whole experience was so daunting and unpleasant that I decided to forego this experience. I decided that going down the road at 7:30 a.m. with 4,000 other people was not my idea of a good time. Here I sit. Drinking coffee. Contemplating a shopping trip. Thinking about breakfast. Ah, life is good.
Comments
Thought about you and the marathon. I heard this week that this marathon was a qualifier for the Boston. Am glad that you decided not to run. We know how you hate to travel.