Catch me if you can
Just signed up for my first Glasgow road race. It comes a mere three days before I leave for Florence and whole week-and-a-half before I head to Texas for my MONTH LONG Christmas holiday! Once that's over, I'm in Scotland for at least nine months straight. Talk about marathon traveling.
Speaking of which, the road race is not a distance challenge. It's a humble four miles, which Nick has agreed to complete with me. He joked about smoking a cigarette at the finish line. He'll be lucky if he can even breathe by that point!
Diss.
It's a run for charity, benefiting the St. Andrew's Hospice. We'll be racing for the cure to old.
