I got up at 4:45 this morning… did the Brooks show… went to work… fell asleep on the bus ride home… went to the gym to lift weights and run 5 miles (46:35/9:19 pace)… went to the grocery store… made dinner (pancakes, obviously)… and now I’m ready to sleep!
This is one of those awkward “I’m not taking a picture with my phone but I’m really taking a picture with my phone” pictures. Yeah.
I really want to give the Brooks show its due diligence and write a full recap with plenty of photos (like it was a race… ha), but I just can’t do it tonight. Tomorrow, friends?
For now, to help you imagine the intimidation I faced at the initial fitting, just observe this blond girl in the purple shirt for a moment:
Now check out her Web site. Let me know if her abs reach out from that magazine cover and punch you in the face because, guess what, they do that in real life, too!
She was really sweet and very much a lifesaver as the most experienced model of all of us, but man, it was an exercise in self-confidence to strip down to my skivvies about 10 times right next to her.
It was fine, though. More than fine. Very fun. And not an experience I would have been able to have if I hadn’t fallen in love with running.
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