Did you know

that I attended a camp when I was 10 and 11 for kids with disabilities? No, being blond didn't qualify. But having legs that turned in did. I had to wear ugly heavy corrective shoes until I was twelve. Think Forrest Gump, only not quite so bad. The shoe had a flexible cable that ran up my leg and attached to a belt that used to rub my hip bones raw (they kind of stuck out). I hated wearing them to school and so usually I didn't have to. My mom swears that swimming is what straightened my legs out. Hallelujah! I wish I had pictures to show you, but thankfully my parents had mercy and never took any.

Something for me to think about when I'm running 26.2 miles.