The Big Day: Grandma’s Marathon

9 months of training. 62 miles a week. You can imagine how everything can feel like it’s on the line when the day is finally here. And to the line I went. I thought the first few miles would be uneventful but by mile 4 I had to pee. C’mon, can’t a mom catch aContinue reading “The Big Day: Grandma’s Marathon”