I want to run the Boston Marathon.
Or any marathon, for that matter.
She doesn’t look happy enough to have just won the women’s division of the marathon. Of course, after running 26.6 miles in 2:26, I wouldn’t be too happy either. Look how both her feet are off the ground though! That’s pretty cool.
That’s me after the mile. Running a 6:30 pace, might I add. Way slower than the Boston superstars.
And that’s me trying on my Debutante dress. Can you tell I don’t have much to talk about today? Great, thanks.
I’m off to work on le Petit Prince and admire Saint-Exupery’s exquisite artwork.
Enjoy your night, darlins’.