You guys, the world is laughing at me.
Yesterday, I wrote about having to get my act (mostly my diet) in gear.
Today, friends sent me these articles:
TWO NEW MEXICAN SPOTS IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD, GUYS. (And yes, all my ads are for digital marketing/social media/fitness/Lilly Pulitzer. That is all.)
Life is telling me it just wants me to eat tacos and be happy. WHO AM I TO ARGUE?
AND I CANâ€™T EVEN GO CONSOLE MYSELF WITH TACOS.
Maybe one day Iâ€™ll run a different marathon, but my hometown marathon still means so much to me, and Iâ€™m going to go the charity route this year. Running has given so much back to me; Iâ€™m going to use running to give back to the community. I have a charity in mind (and backups!), Iâ€™m just waiting for confirmation.
OKAY. WHO DIDÂ GET IN? AND WHO ELSE WASTED TOO MUCH TIME REFRESHING TODAY, ONLY TO BE LET DOWN?b