Running Skirts, Fairy Dust and Half-Marathons

Everyone had jokes about the Jean skirt I wear for every run... so the day I run  my last Central Park run...on my way to my next Manhattan home....I notice pretty much every other women I pass is running in a skirt.....  This is not the first time...nor will it be the last that I leave my mark by doing my own thing but... Seriously, I need to find a way to get paid for this...

Now after scouting for places to run I found my new haunt near the water side.  On one of the hottest days yet---with me not feeling so great....did not plan on running even 2 miles but ended up doing a half marathon by mistake. There was something magical in the air...the water looked like silver and the rocks along the shore looked like they were covered in fairy dust (Note: I didn't bring a water bottle so may or may not have been hallucinating at some point during this run)  When you've run 12 miles and all you see are hills ahead of you....hard not to think to yeself "fudge sticks , sticky caramel and flippin' Sunday cherry blossoms!!!!".....well that or %*-*$##&+)-&#@@$%!!!!!!!! ;))