I did something crazy last Saturday.

I ran a half-marathon. That's thirteen miles, people. And the craziest thing? I'm not a runner.

No, seriously, before you close your computer or put your phone away laughing, hear me out. I hate running. My husband ran track in college and has been trying to get me to run for thirteen years. But I hate it. Passionately. I ran a mile for the first time about