Whatever it takes to get me out the door for my first run in THREE weeks, right?They are cute though, aren't they? I get to about mile three and I start thinking about how cute my feet are (darling socks, skinny shoes). It's like the only thing that keeps me going to mile five sometimes. And, today? I don't know if it's enough to get me to the stop sign (.4 mi). We'll see.
The half marathon is on April 29th. Seven weeks. But no, we shouldn't think about that. Let's get back to the cute socks so we can get our butts out the door, eh?
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