I've been thinking about this post and its glorious entrance into the web world for quite some time now... well... since yesterday morning when I RAN A MILE. Well, at least I think so. We had to run 2.3 miles and I ran most of it; and walked some of the rest. I was so proud of myself. To think - all I needed was a knee brace and an inhaler and I can do it! And I did it - but I felt like such a goon. I took the shortest route and at the end of the race I came running in with my hands up, my knee brace on - waving my inhaler - I had just gone from 28 years old to approximately 72... maybe my gramma reggie was with me in spirit because I feel like that's something she would have done. But in the end - I'm proud of myself... because I didn't give up, I didn't give excuses and I ran most of the way. I just wanted to share. Thanks for being proud of me too.
Now back to my thesis - and for those of you keeping count - I'm up to page 21 now... only 60 more or so to go! Rock.On.Oh.Yah.
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Go, Sarah! Go, Sarah! If we were there, C and G and I would totally bring pom-poms and yell that from the side.
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