The Power of a Nail Salon

Last Saturday, I found myself in a huge shopping plaza to fetch a race packet for a local half marathon. In my 13 years of racing, I’ve never had to pick up a race packet from a fancy, outdoor shopping mall where women push small dogs in large strollers and purchase $28.00 bar soap in the shape of wine glasses and high-heeled shoes; where men causally dress in Gucci for a weekend of window shopping and coffee tinder dates; where it’s possible…




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