Running For My Life
Those of you who have stuck with this blog (and I dearly love all four of you – truly…) know that I’m no stranger to declaring and declaring and declaring again my intentions of getting healthy and sticking to a fitness routine. I’m great at making plans, talking about plans, starting plans – but not great at finishing plans. Well, if you’ll pardon the expression – sh*t just got real. Last month, my dad was…