During our run this morning, I turned to my friend (and Chicago Marathon training partner) Beth and said:
I just want to run an easy 26.2 miles. Is that too much to ask for?
Not long after, sweat was dripping into our eyeballs and I found myself wanting to lay down in the middle of the road and take a nap … and this was only a 3.5 mile-run.
It’s a nice thought though.
I Sweat Pretty 
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