the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Because I love punishment

My workout schedule is all over the place given how much travel I’ve been doing over the last few months, and when there isn’t a gym nearby I’ve been running a few miles a few days a week to get in some cardio. I know I swore off running after I injured practically every part of my body in the marathon three years ago, but I’m *mostly* healed and it’s an easy way to get some activity in.

I didn’t pack running shoes when I went to Minnesota and had no idea that my friend Carol would be going for a run every morning when we were at the lake. So I bought a cheap and crappy pair of running shoes so that I could accompany her. MISTAKE. So so so dumb. I walked around all week like I was smuggling drugs up my butt.

Upon returning home I went to a running store and had them analyze me. I over pronate and need a lot of support in a running shoe, so I bought this purple pair of Brooks and an insert that reinforces my arch. I’ve gone on three different runs in them and so far so good. I’m not training for a race JUST YET, only going out for three miles here, five miles there.

Chuck approves.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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