Ping Pong Sundays

My run this morning nearly killed me. Seriously, running at 7am with a margarita hangover is not smart. Not smart at all. I think I might have experienced a small coronary infarction about two miles in, not to mention the sun was beyond blinding and…

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I Still Can’t Move My Right Ass Cheek

Who cares, though? It’s Friday! The weekend approaches! Casa Whoorl has been inundated with contractors, plumbers and electricians this week. In fact, I still have the grating sound of sanders, electric saws and hammers whizzing in my ears. When will that stop, by the way?…

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Not Worth Noting, But Humor Me

1. This morning I ran 1.56 miles without stopping to walk. I have never in my life run 1.56 miles without stopping. I need to share this with you because, well, who else am I going to share it with, my mom? Here’s a little…

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The Final Verdict

Hello. Welcome to my running blog. WAIT, come back! I swear, this is the last of the running gear entries, but I needed to divulge my final and SHOCKING opinion. I, Sarah of Whoorl, am officially in love with all of my new road-tested (not…

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The Ongoing Quest

Thanks to you, I have in my possession many shorts of the running variety. (I’m definitely intrigued by the running skirts, I just feel the need to do a little more research before purchasing.) I ordered all of the shorts online, stemming from my inability…

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Happy Fourth of July

Happy Fourth to everyone in America! To celebrate, we will discuss my hot, sweaty thighs! Three weeks ago, I started the Couch to 5K running program. I love it. Well, I love it every hour of the day besides the hour in which I’m actually…

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