Runkeeper (an app on my iPhone) just sent me this message: “Let’s work out! You thought this was the perfect time a while back…remember?”
Dear Runkeeper,
While I appreciate your efforts to stay in touch/stalk me, I need some space. It’s not you, it’s me.
Love, M
p.s. No, really, it is…I threw my back out bathing my dog. Because apparently 33 is the year that your body falls the ___ apart.
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