I guess I just run 5k's every Saturday now. Tomorrow is Running With Angels. Last week was Race for the Cure. I cried for a solid 3 miles. No one told me that I'd be running with thousands of people and they'd all have signs on their backs personifying cancer. (I run in Memory/Celebration of: My Mom, My sister Susan, My best friend Kelly, etc.) And multiple names weren't uncommon. And children weren't uncommon. I don't think I need to explain why that would provoke tears.
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wow, just when you think running couldn't be any more uncomfortable.
I really thought, "whose her sister named susan?"
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