Two half-marathons in two days – interim report
I’m on the flight to Providence. I’m sitting in an exit row, and the flight attendant asked me how old I am, because you have to be 15 to sit here, and she didn’t think I was. God, I look so embarrassingly young. Brooklyn went… well, it didn’t really go well, but I finished. And I got a PR. I’m going to type a report during the flight and post it once I get to my hotel. Quick teaser: I used a running pickup line and actually attracted a really cute guy. Right now I want to go to bed …