This is what I looked like at mile 12. I am the sad little one in yellow looking like my life is about to end.
Look at the girl in red. She looks strong. She's standing up straight.
From here on out I promise to stand up straight if it kills me. Those brightroom photographers are everywhere you don't want them to be.
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This is exactly what I promised myself years ago!!! Damn photographers. Though, to be fair, it has helped my posture.
Those photographers caught me walking twice at the Brooklyn Half.
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