Run tubcake, run.

My life as a runner, while fighting the urge to eat my weight in cookie dough.

Thank you corporate America. Thank you for helping me keep my priorities straight. I almost forgot that only women do laundry, run a home, care about the absorbancy of paper towels, cook, and raise kids. If anybody needs me I’ll be busy devolving 70 years.

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