Philly you’re a big beautiful complicated mess. And you always seem to be windy AF the weekend before Thanksgiving.
But! You always seem to deliver a PR - this time a huge 6 minutes in the Half Marathon. And 4th in the Masters Division (Old Guys Club, as I call it).
I’m forever grateful that 1020 days ago I stopped pretending everything was OK and got sober. There is absolutely no way Drunk Josh runs 13 miles at a sub-6 pace.

