Run Nan Run

It's important I watch my figure, to keep my Hubbs happy. This means every now and then I get out and run. 
I might even break a sweat. 
When I'm lucky, my next-door jogging partner will join me. She's a regular jack-rabbit. She can out-run me in a New York minute. But I'm the slow-and-steady turtle. I ran the Brooklyn half-marathon a few years ago. Yep.

"Does this shadow make me look fat?"