Anyone Who Says Differently is Selling Something
I had a fabulous time at the farm for turkey day. Micah and I headed back to Baltimore last night and then had a yummy dinner at his parents’ house. I woke up this morning ready to go on a long run to shed off my turkey-day-indulgences and realized that I’d left my running shorts in Brooklyn. After freaking out for a few minutes, I went to Target and bought a crappy substitute. I felt my anxiety level rising as all I wanted was to go on a nice, long run. I realized how much I need my runs. I could feel myself becoming super cranky and anxiety ridden. However, once I opened it up outside with my two doggies and some awesome music, all was well again. I could feel the anxiety dripping off of me in the form of my sweat, and life once again became manageable. It sometimes scares me how dependent I am on my runs for de-stressing. I am scared of what would happen if I was no longer able to run!
Anyway, enjoy the photos with this post. One taken on the way out of NYC, one of Scope wearing my “Life is Pain…anyone who says differently is selling something” t-shirt for beddy bye time, and one of my sister Bruce and her huge doggy, Chesney at Thanksgiving.
It’s time to take a shower and then figure a way to go back outside and enjoy the beautiful weather today!



My name is Kendra and I am a fourth-year medical student attending 


i am there 100% walking is my drug of choice!
That sure is a snazzy shirt! Whoever bought it must be incredibly witty and have fan-tabulous taste…