As the precise transformation into a finely honed 10k runner reaches its final stages, I was found trotting through the streets of Glasgow. Trotting with 50 or so other women in the general direction of a large bowl of pasta.
If I'm going to get something, I usually get it in spades - luck (both kinds), children, clutter, dirty laundry, bright ideas, daft ideas...
Nicole Elliott says
Haha–this sounds awesome 🙂
And I just wanted to hop by from SoFab to let you know that I LOVE your blog name–it's amazing! 😀
Ellen Arnison says
Hi Nicole, thanks for coming by. It was good fun.