stairs sunday.

There's 49 days til the Great Wall of Chi.na Half Marathon.

Today was "Stairs Sunday." The endorphin packed day of the week where my training partner and I run the stairs in her apartment complex and then talk about our (lack of) butt muscles for 30 minutes.

We run up/elevator down to help save our knees for when we're 90. Because Jess is in shape and I'm a slug, I end up taking photos of myself while waiting for her elevator to return to me on the 16th floor. I get lots of beauties like this one that prove when your heart rate is 800/6700 it is impossible to smile...

I finally caught up to her (a miracle) and showed her my beauty shots for a sec while we chugged water. "Document me!" she said. "You're too freakin fast!" I gasped through shallow breaths while snapping this blurry shot of the machine herself...

Wore my Boston shirt for you, Dad! Marathon Monday is 2 weeks away!

Then I ate an 80cent ice cream float from McDonalds. Because if I'm going to die on the Great Wall in 49 days, I want to have enjoyed all of life's little pleasures...

Happy Stairs/Palm Sunday.

Cheers.

walk slow. xoxo.