I Haven't Run in 2 Days, But Let's Focus on Brad!

I can write plenty about beer consumption this week, but not nearly as much about running. Got into the office at 7:30 yesterday morning, so clearly a trip to the gym didn't happen before that. After spending 11 solid hours writing about "intergenerational sexual risk prevention interventions" (it's like a tongue twister for your typing fingers), I met Naomi for beers, where we discussed running, so it definitely counts. A fellow runner, Naomi was kind enough to listen to me retell the whole Chicago marathon story yet again. Never gets old.

Speaking of marathons, Brad's first is on Sunday here in NYC! Everyone sent Brad your positive vibes (particularly to the groin region... which is far less sketchy than it sounds). Having benefitted from Cate's drunken support in Chicago, I told Brad I was going to cheer him on in my Halloween costume, which because of the copious amounts of makeup it will require, means I cannot go to bed on Saturday night (Cate, you're an inspiration!). But, because I'm a good friend, I'm willing to run up First Avenue in a silver lycra zippered leotard and black mullet wig in support of my favorite Garnet-y Mule. Go Bradlius! Obviously I will provide pictures.