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She was not strong. She was valiant. Radiant. Brave and broken. The beauty she discovered in the aftermath was unparalleled to anything she had known before, because it had come at such a cost.
Hey, do your parents wanna adopt a 34 year old...?
That is truly awesome! What a kickass gift!
Your toughness is made up of equal parts persistence and experience. You don't so much outrun your opponents as outlast and outsmart them, and the toughest opponent of all is the one inside your head." - Joe Henderson
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CONGRATS!!!! Looks like you can stop saving your pennies! So are you going to use it tomorrow?
And the funny thing is that my husband is now annoyed since HE was going to get it for me and didn't know they were doing this.
, did you get out and run with it, yet?
haha. Maybe your husband going to have to have a talk with your parents. Anyways, this might mean he can get you a cheaper gift...or maybe a tennis bracelet to for your other wrist.
oops maybe your son is going to get a talk hahaha
hey michelle - guess what
my 205 arrived today. ok not a present (well only a present from me anyway) but it arrived this morning. is currently charging before its first trip out this afternoon when i go for my run with club.
i'm so totally
This is funny...for Christmas last year my husband was going to get me an Ipod Shuffle, but guess who beat him in doing so??........MY EX-HUSBAND (as a gift from my three older children). We all joked about it for months, but deep down I think he was a little frustrated.
I found out that my 16 y/o called and told them what they should get for me for my b-day. What a cool kid!
E.J.Greater Lowell Road RunnersCry havoc and let slip the dawgs of war!May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your SPF30, may the rains fall soft upon your sweat-wicking hat, and until you hit the finish line may The Flying Spaghetti Monster hold you in the hollow of His Noodly Appendage.
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