I am sitting in the waiting room at the hairdresser, flipping through a magazine that highlights what celebrity stylists are doing with hair that is blonder, smoother, tamer and thinner than my own. I'm tired -but I've worked all day - so that's normal. My appointment was a half hour ago, so I think that my feeling totally annoyed is probably justified. It's not until I see two heads of the same extension-filled yellow hair on a pair of identical faces staring at me from the same shiny magazine page that I realize - something could be amiss with my blood sugar. (READ MORE)

So word is getting around a little that I moonlight as a portrait photographer. (::doing the happy dance::) I was pleasantly surprised to get an email from a co-worker on Monday asking if I could do some Photoshop work for an image he wants to use for his Twitter page dedicated to marathon runners for Team Diabetes for the P.F. Chang's marathon in Phoenix.

Which naturally turned into him trying to recruit me to run or walk a marathon or half marathon. "Then," he said, "you can be part of the one-tenth of one percent of people who can say they've participated in a marathon."

Ugh. I loathe running. I always have. And the thought of even walking a half marathon (13 miles!!!) makes my head spin. Could I do it? Yes. Do I want to do it? No. A mini-marathon? I'm all over that.

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