Remember when I told you (hello, ‘you’) that my only experience with running before had been at a parcourse with my Dad – at which the whole go around – 1.13 miles – left me nearly dead? Well yesterday, I ran around it 3 TIMES. Faster than ALL of the old people slowly walking. To celebrate, I ate a lifetime’s worth of Little Richard’s BBQ, hushpuppies and slaw:

followed by Kernel Kustards (a custard and popcorn joint started by the Krispy Kreme founder, where I destroyed vanilla custard with york peppermint patties and PIECES OF VANILLA BIRTHDAY CAKE.) So, right.  Yesterday, I did both of those things, which somehow equal each other.