Marathon Mum. Marathon Man. Get the joke? Both feature obsessiveness, shady characters from Europe, lots of running, and most notably, torture. This online journal began as I trained for the 2005 London Marathon. I successfully finished the race, but MarathonMum lives on. After all, life as a mother isn't a sprint, it's a marathon.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Nicholas enjoying the snowy day at the conclusion of our run. Please note that he is wearing a hat, so it must be cold, as he usually refuses to cover up the Mojo that is his curls