Runners Take Your Mark.
So it’s 45 degrees and they’re running a race. Crazies. While I sleep in the car, warm, under many layers of blankets. I arise at 9a.m. to meet them at […]
So it’s 45 degrees and they’re running a race. Crazies. While I sleep in the car, warm, under many layers of blankets. I arise at 9a.m. to meet them at […]