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.
Monday, March 16, 2015
2015: Week 11
On the first level of the Eiffel Tower, looking down through the glass floor to the pedestrians on the ground. My nephew loved jumping up and down on it, which both amused and horrified us in equal measures.
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