Yesterday I didn’t blog. I didn’t Facebook and I didn’t tweet, and it felt fantastic. After completing The Flying Pig Marathon in the morning with an almost 8 minute PR of 3:14:56, I felt on top of the world. Running a race is one of the most tangible ways that I know to remind myself
FLYING PIGS OF POSSIBILITIES.
Cincinnati is in for a treat today as my friend Nicole and I venture into the city for The Flying Pig Marathon this Sunday. Little does Cincinnati know that I am road tripping in with a pig-lover so passionate that I believe she could convince anyone to love pigs. Nicole’s love for pigs has inspired